Party in Triplicate...or Qadruplicate

Some friends of C. and T. all of whom live in the same neighborhood decided to have a wandering party. There was chocolate fondue, peach flavored champagne, sex on the beaches (doom!) and beer.
This was the party going from destination #1 to destination#2, it grew. Along with my idiocy.

Doom.
I do like umbrellas in drinks. So does C.
This dude like umbrellas so much he had to arc his back.



And this is before the trail of despair and grouchiness.