PepeMania I

OK so here's the deal. As most of you know for many many years Steve's parents threw HUGE 4th of July parties. It went on for years and years. In addition to the 4th of July parties there was graduations parties and parties that I am sure my in-laws had no idea of. Recently a good (well sometimes good) old friend reminded us of these parties and felt it was time for the torch to be passed down to Steve and I. He is coming back into town and would like a re-creation of these events. You all know we are always ready for a good party. The thing is this dear friend is looking to re-live his youth and well quite frankly I remember those parties from back in the day and I love my home to much to let that happen. So we'll have the grand party just in a more law-abiding way. Plus there are no bushes here for me to pass out in.

Here is the guest of honor:



Let me introduce you to Mr. Vinny Dallo. If you know Vinny you have your own story. There are 2 that come to mind of my own. One that I really can't share here seeing how it wouldn't be appropriate and I still have nightmares from it. The other story that comes to mind would be a few days prior to my wedding. We received a phone call from a friend who asked that Steve come and get Vinny from the bar they were at. Confused by the request Steve went and when he pulled into the parking lot Vinny was shoved into the car. Steve drives him home to our house. He calls me from the driveway because he can't move Vinny from the car. What the hell am I supposed to do?? So we decided to leave the door open and hope if he wakes in the middle of the night he doesn't try to climb in bed with the neighbor. Luckily in the end Steve was able to get him into the house and we left him passed out in the living room. He woke the next morning completely unaware as to how he got there. After that night Steve's Dad on the morning of our wedding threatened Vinny within an inch of his life not to even LOOK at a bottle of alcohol. I think Steve said that was the first time he had ever seen Vinny scared sober.

So that brings us to today. Steve received a card and this picture in the mail from Vinny.



This is the boys in their younger days.....much younger days. See they still all have hair. For the most part these boys have all stayed close through the years. They are all up to no good in this picture - the good ole days. Now the most trouble these boys get into is getting yelled at from their wives for forgetting the milk.

OK so this picture was in the card Steve got with the following message:

Please use this photo to promote "Pepemania I" on July 11th.
Scan it and post it on facebook.

Invite all of the following people:

1. Anyone in this photo
2. Anyone who knows anyone in this photo
3. Anyone who wants to hook-up with anyone in this photo
4. Murrry Kahn, Patrick Wasson, Mr T. and Randy "Macho Man" Savage

So here is where the "rules" of this party come into play. First I will happily post this photo on facebook cause it's memorable. I am not announcing this shindig to all of facebook land. By posting this here we have control over who see's it and who ultimately gets invited.

Vinny we love you but your crazy if you think I am gonna have a billion people running around my house. No worries it will be plenty crazy and you may be half in the bag before you even get here so you'll never know who actually showed up.

For the rest of you the details are still sketchy but we are set for July 11th most likely around 3pm. If your reading this because you know us then you know where we live and we hope you can make it. If your reading this because you stumbled upon my blog somehow and have no idea who we are then your not invited. If you plan on following request #3 then maybe leaving your significant other at home would be best. Your kids are welcomed but remember the only babysitter that will be provided is Dexter. There will be no liquor fed to the fish or the dogs. No gummy bears for any of the animals either. No holes will be left in my walls unless you plan on repairing it right then. No skinny dippin before 9pm. Oh and once inebriated you will not jump the fence and try to take down the coconuts off our neighbors trees - they are not real!

More details to follow......