Beckstar Makes Holiday Party!

So Thursday was Karyo's client christmas party, where, in a nutshell, we serve fabulous food, torture our clients with some kind of public game, and watch [some of] them get drunk.

Personally, I thought this year's game ruled. Anytime you have a group of professional people sing

“Rudolph the stone-cold gangsta- Will you be my baby daddyyyyy?” you can pretty much guarantee ridiculous things are at foot.

We wrote eight of these ghetto christmas carols, so, read the full lyrics, and laugh your ass off. At least we did when we were writing them.

Some photos from the night, which continued for myself and friends, very drunk and soaking wet, at Chambar, where it was Amy's birthday.


Sometimes birthday girls wear tiaras...


...sometimes party girls wear tiaras.