Yep, it's not a party until somebody hangs their bra on a chainlink fence! I know that nobody plans for this kind of thing, but how exactly does one's bra end up on a fence? Did it fail in some way? Did someone sneak up behind its wearer and steal it? Or was this person merely drunk and crazy? Keep in mind that this is before midnight, so there are more than two hours of drinkin' before last call. If the bra-person was totally nuts before midnight, just think of what she was like after.
Anyhow, that's my last New Year's photo. The next day, as is custom, there was a lot of unattended vomit and shiny confetti around the neighborhood. Puke and glitter. Welcome to Belltown.
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