So there I was, sitting at home, watching the game and having a Bud...


...while the missus was busy
on her computer again...


...when we decided to call
a coupla friends over for a party!

 
Everyone came, we had some celebrities over...

 
...even David Bowie and Adolf Hitler showed up!


Of course, once we raided the fridge...

 
...it was party time: beer, wine, booze!

 
The party got so wild and exciting that...


...everyone was begging to come in.

 
After more eating...

 
...and drinking...

 
...and dancing...


...some of us got so carried away...


...that they went a little crazy:


Their legs went all funny...

 
...and the ground started to spin.

 
Our eyesight did weird things too.


We played some strange games...

 
...like jumping around on the bed...


...and even each other!


A few got into rather funny places...

 
...odd predicaments...

 
...or even more embarrassing situations!


Some of the young ones felt left out...


...and started to cry.


Still, group activities were heaps of fun...


...until we finally passed out...


...right there on the spot!

 
Some here...

 
...others there...

 
...and others still elsewhere...


...without regard for anyone else...

 
...while others got very amorous.


The morning after brought a shock!
What's burning our throats so much?


We need water!!!

 
WATER!!!


WATER!!!


Anything goes...


...anything, just water!!!


Then, time to clean up...


Friends can help.

 
How to get rid of this taste???

 
We made lots of new and interesting friends...


But what we need now is a good night's rest because...


...I HATE THE MORNING AFTER!!!

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  Why so confused? I can do 'cute' too...

  [Sourced from documents and slide shows by
  Gunnar Degen, B. Girsten, Hélène Ratté, 
  Susanna Hönigsperger, Peter Saal, 
  Peter Woods, and elsewhere on the WWW.]

  Cat: The other white meat...