The Thanksgiving Eve Bash came off flawlessly as planned. Some of the Peeps claimed it was the best time of their lives, which is pushing it a little, don't you think?~
There were two automatic POTW selections due to the gift of the king of scotch, Lagavulin, to me.
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That honor went to Bob Wojcik, who obviously is contrite about wrecking my marathon training, and Michael "Murph" Murphy, who has to be in the running for Peep of the Year.
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That feller in picture 5, with the corona, looks like he is tastin' something twice. Was there a drunk of the night? That silly grimace on Mr. Brown's face suggests there was competitive field.
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