Wine, you do me right.

So - true to form, I grabbed a bottle of red wine from the store on my way home from work last night with the intention of drinking a few glasses for dinner. Well, Chelsea got up in the mix and we got a little shitty. Ok, a lot shitty. Drunk-dialing, rolling on the floor, chain-smoking, shit-talking shitty. It was epic, and we have the pictures to prove it, people.

It starts out respectable enough...

And then we Warhol it up...
And then we drink some more, and eat microwave burritos. And then it's back to the pictures...
Oh, it gets better. We decide to go emo...
And then it gets hard to remember...
And this is the final picture...
3D glasses rule. And so stylish!

For the record, we took about 180 pictures. If I scroll through them really fast it's like a flip book of the evening.

Yes, we are total voyeurs. No, we don't have any shame.