"V" is for Victory or Veuve

The very, very last political victory celebration was hosted by Chris, the Magnanimous Chris, again. He managed to purchase every bottle of Veuve Cliquot The Palace had on hand and then finished it off with a Dom; the book, "Modesty in The Drinking Venue", has no place in his library. We like that; the victors have no need of immediate modesty, just long term and, we had better demonstrate that. (There is always a Photo Hog ready to barge at every opportunity, as you can see.)


The edginess of the night was brought to a crescendo when Geraldine performed this week's Belly Shot off of a lesbian. Although gasps went up in the crowd, I thought this a wonderful example of our diversified crowd.




And, perhaps the most endearing part of the evening was when the very tipsy and ever-vibrant Cosette requested a photo with our new hottie, Argentine bartender, Emiliano. She said, after, "I would fuck him East, West and In-between and show him what a woman of an Indian, Saudi, and German background can do for him."

We all looked at each other and nodded with brilliant smirks.