Dinner was, of couse, at Chevys.

And you really don't want to know what Jason was talking about.

Matthew tied a balloon to my hair [I look so much like my borhter here] and we basked in the Chevys decorum.

Katya wanted the saw for her bedroom.

But first we played games.

Katya made her evil putting-on-a-glove-for-a-rectal-exam face.

Then she checked out her own hard nipples. My life would be so much emptier without Katya and her gaggle of friends, ever available to make ass jokes about Jason.

We even got to see some ass crack. [How many people will hit this page searching for ass and nipple photos?]

I didn't fix the red eye in this, our parting shot, because it added the perfect creepy effect.