FFS t-shirt fun

Anyone remember when I was playing around with cafe press custom t-shirts? Damn, that was fun. Not to mention a total time suck. Can't help it, when I start something, I'm So Totally Focused!

Well the honorable mention winner (one of them, anyway *cough*mofo*cough*) sent me some pictures of her honorable mention winnings.

Nice chesty/torso shot. Because clearly we've all had enough of my boobs on this blog. Jeez:

She also wanted one for her friend, and because I’m nice like that, I sent them each at t-shirt.

Per Request, I’ve cleverly disguised the friend – not that she needs to be, she’s hot!

FFS girls together:

This shot just makes me snort. I realllllllly want to know what the fork she’s laughing about:

I’m told that the day these pictures were taken, the girls had a final exam for a class and the professor was quite amused. I’m also told that during said exam, Vally Girl decided to point to her shirt a few times – apparently perplexed by a question or two.

Happy to help girls, Happy to help.

As a total after thought, I'd like to share this photo. It's a drinking related injury. I think. I just found it today. So we're clear, yes - that is my upper hip. And yes those are my boyshorts. [happy I shared?] But for the love of God, I really want to remember the portion of the evening that caused me to bruise such a lovely shade of purpleyellowblue. Not to mention the scrape type incision in the middle.

I'm trying to find a way to post pictures of the "Themed" party I went to on Friday night [scene of the crime above].  It was an absolute riot. I did purchase something(s). One has a fancy name, but the host calls it "The 2.5."

More to come.