So last night was the Ducks Unlimited dinner at the Greenwich Country Club and it was like going to a mass funeral with Russian hookers and guns, except the corpses were all walking around wearing ascots and the Russians weren't hookers (I had to ask for research) and there were no bullets. So being resourceful Wood2ooth, TJ and I tried to poisoning ourselves with Budweiser. None of my pictures came out because it is impossible to capture a vampire on film, but I do have these Police sketches of Bobby J (Top)and Wood2ooth "firing on some hotties".
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