Well played folks, well played. When you can barely hear the person next to you because a team across the room is full of so much drunken shenanigans and you still get through the quiz with pure power, I must say, well played.

Those ladies certainly were having fun. I felt sorry for the poor guy who they kept telling to run up the three feet to my desk during Who or Where Am I? He looked kind of miserable and pretty low on the souse meter.

Well sir, I tip my cup and pour a bit on the floor for you. Those mommies made you clean your room using your pride as a mop and you took it like a champ.

I sent a few mom’s some cards yesterday. It’s the least a baby daddy can do, right?

Ugh, I feel dirty.

Photos of Winners will appear shortly below
Rake of Blood

Wasted

Filthy Procrastinators