If you read this site with any regularity, you’ll notice whenever we write about an attractive woman, we link to her chickipedia page. So, as a thank you, the good folks over at Chickipedia invited us to their launch party. Here’s a recap of our night.
Brian (red haired guy above) decided he’d pull out his cash in hopes an attractive girl would notice, even though it was a) an open bar and thus drinks were free and b) he pulled out seven one dollar bills.
Holly Madison showed up to the party and checked out her Chickipedia page. This was right after Brian goes up to her and says, “Let me show you how to log on to your Chickipedia page!” and she was like, “I know how to use a computer,” causing Brian to awkwardly step to the side and stare at her.
Holly came with a bunch of playmates, and I was shocked to discover I had masturbated to most of them, which is what I was trying to indicate in this picture. (OK, I wasn’t that shocked.)
This is the new third writer of Holy Taco, Justin Thomas. He’s getting really drunk. He also dresses like a 1920s newspaper writer for some reason. Sometimes I go up to his desk and say, “Listen here, Thomas! I need that scoop now, not two days from now, not yesterday, now, see! Comprende compadre! You feeling the sauce I’m selling? We gotta sell papers, Thomas, papers!” Thomas normally says about three words all day, but this night he got some liquor in him and headed straight for…
…Holly Madison and her group of playmates. And, instead of taking his own seat, he decided to sit with her on her seat, which, as you can see, she’s thrilled about.
At this point, Thomas was on drink number “I’m totally hammered” and started asking questions like “How would a guy go about scoring with you…if that guy were say…me?” Except I think he was talking loudly and shooting spittle on her face, at which point her friend came to rescue her. But Thomas was having none of that, as you can see by this…
I don’t think I really need to say anything about this picture.
The night pretty much ended with Thomas forcing his way into their dance party until he started to get woozy and we left. He did us proud.