So on the twentieth this month was hubby's big two-two,
so after dinner at turf-city, it was Rebel for the night!
Damn fun!
Of course, scroll down the pictures
I did not turn red but I was almost drunk already,
the manager there gave us two trays of i-don't-know what drinks,
Wasn't too crowded at the vic area so it was really good to party that night.
Baby with his best-est buddy on the left, friends and campmates all came
Here, abit gone already baby
Both of them twist for the camera without telling each other.
See the telepathy shared betwwen the two buddies.
From BMT days till now, they used to eat, sleep, shit, talk the same thing ALWAYS.
they used the exact same words even when scolding people
...
I'm super skinny I know. and I do not like the slightest bit of it at all :(
Eight bottles for the birthday boy!
Happy birthday!
Toast to the champagne!
After this I'm totally gone
I love you baby!
Going fifth, and more anniversary to come
withLoves, cheryl