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| I need some help with the date on this one. If anybody has the date, let me know. Hey Izzy! You want to go look at boobies? "Si'" |
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| I guess we shouldn't have done all of those mushrooms so early. It was a bitch driving upsdie down. |  |
| This was way before Mencia did his "Wetback Mountain" spoof. Izzy should get a copyright infringement settlement. |  |
| Unfortunately they wouldn't let us take photos in the strip club so we morph to outside of G-Funks. Is it just me or does the chick on Izzy's left look like she should be on a Maury Povich episode called "Plastic Surgery Gone Wrong"? |
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| Izzy got a little too friendly with the stripper and she broke the middle fingers on both of his hands when she squeezed her butt cheeks together. |  |
| Back at Big Cat's place Jody demonstartes the proper technique for a "pull-me". |
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| I guess that once the underwire goes out you gotta do what you gotta do. |  |
| Mark giving new meaning to the term "Belly up to the bar". |  |
| "I love the smell of Mexican in the morning" |  |
| Mark and Izzy with their Dudley Brothers Imitation dropping Fred through a table with the 3D! |  |
| Jody had recently started some fucked up Yoga class and insisted she was going to try out these new techniques on me. |  |
| You can tell by the look on my face that I was really enjoying it. |  |
| Not enough leverage apparently, "I can't fuck up your spine, let me try putting my back against the wall." Christ! |  |
| Me being completely defenseless, Fred seizes the opportunity to fuck with me! |  |
| Keep in mind this is long before Fred and I started dating... I have reached total Zen at this point. The double nipple-twister coupled with 400 pounds of stinky feet pressure on my spine did the trick. |
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| Jody shows how applying a ridiculous amount of pressure to a certain position on the spine makes the victim act like a Pez dispenser. |  |
| The only time I ever want to be in that position is at the bottom of an escalator when Angelina Jolie is going up in a summer dress. |  |
| Crouching Meatball, Biting Tiger! |  |
| These guys are all betting that I wouldn't have Fred bent over in front of me by the end of the evening. |  |
| They lose! |  |
| I think Jody is trying to wipe off her cooch with her shirt. Either that or she is stiffling a fart. |
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| I guess we know where Jodie's G-Spot is. |  |
| Interesting. Page 87 of the Kama Sutra I beleive |  |
