Sunday, June 24, 2012

24-Hour Party Pole

It's St-Jean Baptiste weekend. That means it is time for the annual CPN party. This is not a St-Jean party, just the one day of the year when the miserable CPNs invite other Poles to their house. Here is the man himself, with his table of booze.  Is it me, or did he used to have a LOT more bottles on the table, say 12 or 13 years ago? (i.e. the night of lying in the street aka the night of using chicken coupons)


7 comments:

cityofmushrooms said...

ah, the booze table: quel childhood flashback! (happy fete)

Anonymous said...

Couldn't you just lean over the fence and in a sexy voice say:

"Fix me a Margarita, would ya, honey."

JAW fan

cityofmushrooms said...

I double-dare ya, margarita, gal--

Anonymous said...

...Geez, 4 days and no new postings. What kind of half-assed blog is this???

Guess I will have to start up my own once my brand-new PC gets all hooked up with internet and I get to sit at home with nothing to do for a year.

Possible blog names:
Jiggling with JAW fan
JAW Fan Jamboree
All of JAW fan's Little Words
JAW fan-tastic
JAW fan - So Good it Hurts!!!

JAW fan

cityofmushrooms said...

how do you expect us to choose a name, mister JF???

Nanuk of the North, Electronic Rapist said...

My vote is for JAW Fan Jamboree. I love a good jamboree.

Anonymous said...

I think those are the same bottles from years ago....and he's still watching over them like there's an open door policy (but he doesn't really mean it). Don't touch my booze!