Just when I thought that I couldn't be any more impressed by her giant golden cohones, my best friend goes and performs on stage. With a supremely hunky backup singer.
The great chicken v. veal debate. No, really Wobyn, it's chicken! Bok bok, look!
Here's the whole jambque crowd, squashed together like sardines. This lady takes such terrible pictures... makes me glad I slammed her hand in the bathroom door.
What, why's that wrong?
Oh and where the hell was this when I was a kid?!