Wednesday, November 17, 2004

Poker Night

Saturday I went to Senior Engelbrecht's pad for a night of sexist guy talk with heavy ingesting of heart-attack-insuring food and poker playing. We laughed our asses off for about five hours. Being stupid males for a few hours is necessary to the continuing healthy existence of those males. A room full of gas and foul language is required for us to maintain a healthy hormonal balance. Give us some time to act like idiots and we'll be good and docile for a day or so. Of course there are extremes. A party animal and a cuckold aren't any good to anybody.

That preamble is just an excuse to show this little bit of amateur photoshopping.

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