Last night Julie and I hosted the 2nd (semi) Annual Cosby Sweater Party. I believe the event was considered very successful; possibly better than the first. At the end of the night we were out of jello-pudding shots, finished off god knows how many PBR’s and went through half a bottle of Singleton. If that is not a successful party I don’t know what is.
Everyone showed up with the required attire creating one of the better concentration of Cosby Sweaters the city of Chicago has ever seen. We managed to watch nearly the entire season 2 of the Cosby Show which taught us many life lessons. Among those lessons would be that Phylicia Rashad was not yet Phylicia Rashad and you should never leave your juicer out.
Thanks to all those who came and demonstrated your Cosby fashion sense. A good time was had by all.
I officially vow to be at the next one of these
I am waiting for the posting that declares, “A good time was NOT had by all.”
That’s a BHP event I want to attend.
I guess I could have said that during St. Patrick’s Day last year when Furman got into a fight with some New Jersey concrete.
Then again, that was a small price to pay for 13 hours of drinking.