Thomas, James and Joey's Night Out in Philly!!!

Well, Friday I was having a pretty boring day, it was kind of blah. Of course, James ended up IM'ing me and begging me to come to Old City, Philly to party. I was feeling spontaneous so decided to give it a go, while James says "You're not real, I didn't think people did anything this spontaneous". I ended up getting lost about 5 times both ways...but did get there even though I can't see in the dark...I did accomplish to belt out the whole entire RENT sountrack, as well as the new Brit cd twice (impressive I know). Anyhow, the night started off after we checked into our Motel...We went to Woody's first where I started to drink my face off...after chugging my first Captain and Coke, I asked the bartender if I could have a double and he responded with "The drinks are strong anyway"...uhm apparently not strong enough for my Winehouse-ish ways. After a few more Captains and Kamakazies we headed to the dancefloor, which is always a blur...All three of us were whining up like nobody's business. I shrieked when "If You Could Read My Mind" came blasting over the speakers. I have loved the song ever since I first heard it in "54", its such a horrific faggoty anthem. The GoGo boys ensued to the pulsating beat as well. Unfortunately in a drunken rage I just stared at the one when hes dick shook up and down. Some gorgeous boy was trying to step in on Joey, Myself and James...it was awkwardly funny...even in my drunken rage: (carrie 2). We ended up somehow getting free passes from a tranny that made me want to turn straight, to PURE, as well as I had to pick up my membership so all was drunk and well with the world when we left and headed for PURE. I went to the bathroom and heard Fantasia blasting in the one dance den and again shrieked and proceeded to dance by myself. We ended up back at Motel 6, somehow...but not before I got in a chance to call Jon Luzador and Bizzy Sutton at 4 am, as well as falling in the streets of Philly and hearing Joey's words radiate through my fuzzy head "Is he really that drunk?". Back at the motel I am sure I got naked at one point and then eventually passed out.

The next day, myself and James started out our day trying to sober up, while taking a shopping spree at the King of Prussia Mall...Madness ensued.

James after his plastic surgey...

A little MAC make up never hurt anyone...just scared a few heteros away...

hes pretty much in heaven right here...too bad you cant afford any of it BITCH!

morning massages...that bitch was kinda rough tho...

"but i thought the old lady dropped it into the ocean at the end?"

yea...this bag is JUST about big enough to carry all the gay essentials...

ok lets face it...this is really james after his plastic surgery...well atleast the bitch is still cotoure!

our comforter at the Motel, isn't it pretty!

complimentory starter sex sling kit? ok maybe this motel isn't SO bad!

PLAYTIME!

The Bear Promise...self explanitory

The one thought going through every queen and tranny at Pure and Woody's the previous night...

TA TA.