Saturday = BBQ

Saturday was The Boy's Birthday BBQ.

Good turn out. Good food. Even better booze.



You know things are good when the under-3 crowd are pleased. ^^





The usual suspects were there. And a couple of hangovers made an effort.



What's a party without Dom, ay?



Then shit got raw.



And we knew it was time. Time to take the B-rad to his first Fav.



And yes, my socks do match my laces. That's how I roll.



The Boy didn't make it to Fav.

A bottle of Wild Turkey made sure of that.