Oh yes it's ladies night, oh what oh what a night!

Saturday night the ladies and I went out to hunt for meat. The locale was packed like crayolas, the d-jay was no better than the bullshit commercial radio (songs played: "Umbrella" and Soulja Boy"), and it took twenty minutes to get a fuken redbull. Alas, I was with my ladies so it was allll gooodddddd, heyyyyyyyyyy!



We look hot...






Secret loversssssss........



For some reason people pet you when you wear a fur (faux btw) vest....not sure if that's a good thing though. I mean, they gotta buy me dinner first right?