So we had my wife's birthday party Friday night. We had many, many good friends over for Beer, BBQ, Music and Fireworks. The kids went to grandmas for the night, and we had a BLAST. @ 1130 or so, we walked to the bar. After we closed the bar we all went back to my pad. Poor Jeff had to be the 1st one asleep. You know, I really didn't want to mess with him, but, who am I to mess with tradition. So out came the black marker.

Sorry about the pic. Was laughing so hard I could barely hold the camera.

Well, I got done tattooing his face and my brother wanted to get his arms. As SOON as the pen touched his arm, Jeff woke up and smiled and said "Burch. You guys can't get me. I wasn't even asleep." All the while, his face is plastered with ink. I fell off the couch and laughed so hard I nearly peed myself.

"Burch. You Can't Get Me."

Well, @ around 4am everybody was leaving. He had caught a ride from Beaverton from my sister. I guess she gave him a washrag on the drive back. I was going to let him wake up like that so he could look in the mirror in the morning and say "OMG, WHAT HAPPENED" LOL

(luckily this was all done with my daughters washable marker)