upholding a tradition of class and refinement

Last night was The Lovely Jess's Third Annual 29th Birthday Party. A good time was had by all. Like, a REALLY good time. Actually, I expect nothing less because in the years that I've known Jess, her birthday parties always prove to be a reliable breeding ground for fun times, solid hangovers... and incriminating photos.

For example, here's what yours truly was caught doing back in 2005:

And here's what I was caught doing in 2006:

I had to break with tradition this year because we had a change of venue and there were no pitchers at our disposal. With a lesser group of people, I would have gone home without any photographic evidence of my obvious class and propriety. But lucky for me, I roll with a group of people who really know how to improvise so I'm happy to report that the tacky tradition is alive and well:

I'd like to take this opportunity to thank Summer for making my itty bitty titties appear to have some semblance of girth to them. She not only photographed my girls, she instructed me how to push up and in for maximum effect. At the same time, I'm a bit disheartened that the rather sad-looking wee bump you see above is considered "maximum effect."

Lest you think I was the only one baring my chest, I'm happy to report that we all got in on the act, man and woman alike. For these and many more silly photos, check out my set on Flickr. Hee hee... I said "set."

P.S. Happy Birthday, The Lovely Jess!