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The Hot Dog Mustache Party Pics!
The Hot Dog Mustache Party was a smokin’ success. We had a big turnout, and nearly everyone brought a mustache or had one drawn on for the party. The party kicked off around 6 and the bottles were opened by around 7.
There were 9 entries for the Hot Dog dish contest, and surprisingly, many of them were really good. I mean like, can-I-get-a-recipe-for-that good. I was supposed to judge, but I decided to back out and make everyone vote for their favorites. Hey, shut up. It’s my party and I can change the rules if I want to. Honestly though, I just felt like I couldn’t rightfully judge all of these dishes because it was a lot to eat. People clearly took this contest seriously and a people’s vote was much more fair.
The awards were custom made. First place was a red wooden fish with gold-leaf fins that I got at Goodwill. I made him a custom, and might I say dashing mustache and marked him as 1st place appropriately. 2nd place was a porcelain Spuds McKenzie with a mustache that I got in a random auction box once. Third place was a lovely new 5950 hat that read Expensive Taste. This is funny enough on its own.
The prizes were handed out and good times were had. Much of the rest of the night was pretty blurry, but I remember a conversation where I suggested I grow a real ’stache like the one I was wearing that was met with overwhelming approval (this is what friends do, let you be an idiot.) At some point, we started mixing unconventional drinks because we’d run out of good bases like Vodka, Rum and Tequila. I did a couple of shots of Tanqueray, which tasted a lot like freshly cut grass. Others made mixes that were almost as bad as that, some including Peach Shnapps. Barf.
But barf I did not. I looked at pictures yesterday and everyone stayed late and seemed to have a good time. Some of the pictures late in the evening were not in my memory and a couple of videos were definitely not in my recollection. I do remember thinking I might be sick, but instead falling asleep on the bathroom floor after most of the guests had left. Hooray.
Then last night, a hardcore cold kicked in. Probably had something to do with me standing outside without a coat on… Ugh.
Anywho, here are the pictures I chose to share. I may have omitted a few.
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