Now those who aren't familiar with ST Patricks day, its an old Irish tradition, where to put it simply you pretty much spend the day getting drunk, and wearing green
and so in the name of tradition we celebrate, but we don 't wear green. no one looks good in green
it was a great night of mayhem and all round irish goodness
filled with wine, cigarets, dancing, noise control, nudity ,
smashed windows, and far to many flaming shots, also heard one of you guys punched a taxi driver....
The night starts out well, everyone sipping on wine and far too much goon,
as the night is still young
everyone's chatting and enjoying each others company, the window sills soon become the best place to enjoy a ciggy.
oh my bad, i forgot to formally introduce...
This is the amazing Michaela, always the best fun, in her perfected style, mic is always looking so cute, i could take pics of her all day.
and this is Abby, the reigning queen of Williamson Ave, if its a great night you know you will find abby there, swinging her hair...
soon the kids begin to get restless and start to undress each other,
while in the other room the rest of us discuss politics and world issues,
with Kenny mixing the beats the party starts to crank and everyone wants to show off there dance moves
being well above the cool requirement, kate always wins
Now we are all in the sprit of St Paddy and with the last of the drinks being drunk its time to taxi hop to the city...and let the night begin.
with tom showing his WestSide affiliations, he has defiantly been hitting it hard
and before long we are LOOSE in the city
and the perfect photo to sum up the extent of St patricks revenge
kenny trying to drink from her straw
Bj and james arrive in true toga style and evie in her irish attire
from here on in the photos stop and so does most of our memories of the
good night guy and until next year St patrick,
we dread your return......