LuxFiat does look like Harry Connick Jr.
BigGirl knew the punchline to the ‘picture of a mouse’ joke.
Jeopardy is a real game show, WWTBAM is for dummies.
Alcohol and calculus don’t mix. Never drink and derive.
I just checked out Colin’s website again. He added a comment on Saturday night. Check it out guys. It is classic. www.spudworks.com
Alcohol and calculus don’t mix. Never drink and derive.
Yeah, my badge and name should probably not be in there Demo. Thanks for the heads up Manhattan. I completely forgot. I’ve got enough real people with real complaints against me, the last thing I need is fake ones. I had a good time. How come my friend gets to be Harry Connick Jr? What the hell am I? Oh wait…
The friend of Harry Connick Jr. I get all the babes that he doesn’t want. 
Manny, it has been done.
The moment you’ve all been waiting for:
** New York Dope Fest Pictures **
Hope ya enjoy. Again, sorry for the crappy formatting and such…
Ha! Right under the deadline too… 
I have chainmail underwear.
OK, so I can’t spell or punctuate or code HTML, but I’m tired of putting that stuff together, so until I get motivated(or finish this bottle of champagne) I’m leavin’g it.
I have chainmail underwear.
Demo… Your challenge thread is up at http://boards.straightdope.com/ubb/Forum4/HTML/007383.html
Answer well. the world is watching.
Although it is true that all white people look alike, BT’s friend (Icy) and The Beer Chick are in fact two different people. The Beer Chick is the one with the glasses in the pix.
Alright, after seeing the evidence, I am jealous as all hell. Anyone up for a reprise in May? Say the weekend of the 20th? If Surge can’t make it, I can be the official under-age drinker.
Come on, let ole’ Swimmey play with the city kids!
A little persistance goes a long way. Announcing:
“I go on guilt trips a couple of time a year. Mom books them for me.” A custom made Wally .sig!
What’s with the wide angle lens on your camera Demo?
Anyway, thanks for taking and posting those photos. Now everyone can see that we’re beautiful on the outside, too.
Thanks, Demo! Nice photographs, and I was NOT spraying anything out of my nose.
My only cavil: All those shots, and we only got ONE of our Waitress’s Ass?
Hey, an entire night’s worth of pictures, and in only one do I look stoned. Fantastic.
It really was a great evening (although it figures that I would leave before the bar starts giving out shots on the house). The magnificence of the Dopers does indeed translate to real life.
Some half-remembered highlights:
No sooner do I introduce myself to the table at Acme than Sax starts trying to make me guess who everyone is. I fail miserably, and am allowed to take my seat and nurse my Turbo Dog in shame.
Surgo, as the night progresses and he approaches the event horizon of a toilet bowl, refers to himself more and more often(in the middle of a bar) as being “only eighteen,” to which I feel it is my duty to respond with a meaningful look, “What’s that? You say you’re only twenty-three?”
The cop (now DreamWorks) has a good time, and begins posting.
There is more, which I shall post as I remember it. If ever I do.
Excellent time folks. Promotions all around.
“Are you frightened of snakes?”
“Only when they dress like werewolves.”
-Preacher
Good god! Just how much beer did you guys drink? And who the hell is that guy you keep identifying as “Uke?” I’m tellin’ ya, that ain’t him. Uke is only about 4’-6" tall and has six fingers on each hand. You must have been infiltrated by the LBMB’ers.
Noooooooo!!! And just last night I was telling Psy how I thought Uke was way too nice and cool to be a New Yorker…
Guess I was right…
I have chainmail underwear.
Here it is.