Originally Posted by jact

I beg to differ that Mr Teabaggins was born that day...

If memory serves, a day or two before the party, I was very comfortably asleep in my bed only to be jarred awake by something moving the bed.. I woke up to Farrell, in his purest natural state with his balls mere inches from my forehead. Luckily, I was able to fight through the groggy morning lethargy and quickly pull the blankets over my head before I was a victim of this man, acting like an ape, teabagging me.

Thankfully he bounded off my bed and into the main room of the suite, where he vaulted over a couch and then a table, knocking a vase with his swaying nutsack. Monkeyboy was able to rescue the vase before it was broken, but it was a sight like nothing you have seen. All this time, making the noises of a monkey "ooh ooh ah ah AHH AHHHHHH" and doing the ape thing with his arms..

You're paying for my therapy, buster!!!!!!!!