| Blokes. Too
      many in Denver. That's why you left, hey Al? |  | 
  
    | Japongo --
      all you can eat sushi...a danger to us all, even Alan 'the rasp'
      Laframboise. |  | 
  
    | Invite
      ourselves up to Beaver Creek for the weekend |  | 
  
    | JB has that
      crazed look in his eye. Can you think why? |  | 
  
    | Claire
      finally makes it out to Denver without getting laid _off_ |  | 
  
    | No one is
      safe from the rapacious clutches of the night...especially Katie |  | 
  
    | Nick in
      gay-hand-pose |  | 
  
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    | A rare
      glimpse of that nocturnal animal, the Aussie party-goer. |  | 
  
    | Ooh, some
      shots from Ray's party in October |  | 
  
    | David, no
      more self-administering -- you'll bust yer brain. |  | 
  
    | Right Guard.
      Available at the chemists. |  | 
  
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    | Red Wine,
      Red Bull, Blue Ox, 180 -- it's all an aphrodisiac, right Kelly? |  | 
  
    | Kim, not
      exactly falling into JB girlie league on this one |  | 
  
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    | Joey Freasey
      in bizarre-showing up mode in 'the Boul'. |  | 
  
    | Atop the
      t-bar at Breck... |  | 
  
    | The glare
      from the shirt affects my eyes |  | 
  
    | "Vivian!" |  | 
  
    |  |  | 
  
    | I'm sure he
      deserved it. |  | 
  
    |  |  | 
  
    | Percy gives
      Scotia something to smile about (arf arf) |  | 
  
    | On seeing
      this, Sean can't help but interject |  | 
  
    | Ooh, is that
      going up the Outback in Keystone (Breck in distance)?
 |  | 
  
    | Wayne, freed
      from the shackles of Convergent at last. What's he going to bitch about
      now? |  | 
  
    | X (and I
      don't mean...) |  |