So we made it in, and we enjoyed the journey that brought us to the hall for the surprise party. By now everyone was feeling a little rambunctious and ready to let loose, so they did. The camera was taken by whoever wanted to use it, so there were quite a few shots that we’ll call “abstract” or “avant garde”. They didn’t make it into the fold, but these did!
You’ll find it hard to believe, but there was booze to be had. I know, it’s crazy.
He’s very weak.
As fun as this all looks, it really is a sad time in our hearts. Good thing there’s liquor to numb the pain.
So there was the first goodbye party. It was a good time, but it was commemorating a sad occasion. I don’t think that there is one of us that isn’t feeling a little bitter at the departing of four people (and Dexter) that we have grown to love so much. They have enriched our lives with their friendship and good nature, and it will be hard to take the field (or the bench) without them. We wish you all the success and happiness that you so deserve, and we hope that your time away from us makes you realize how fucking awesome we are here, and that your asshole company gives you a transfer back here, and a promotion.
Safe travels, friends.
P.S. If you promise to stay, I’ll post the pic of Swiper in the van at the end of the night.