Claire had a few university friends down visiting from London one week. I let slip at a previous party that I had a pool. Before I knew what happened, the British had invaded my pool and our alcohol! My roommate, Jeff had a small stockpile of beer, wine, and a bottle of Vodka I had brought back from the Rome International Airport Duty Free Shop. By the end of the night, all of it was gone. Almost exclusively consumed by the three British lasses that made themselves at home in our pool. Here are a few photos of the evening’s activities.
Claire striking a pose with my hard hat.
Jeff testing the waters.
Jeff was a happy camper.
Jeff, you missed your true calling in life. You should be a Lineman.
The damage from the evening. British girls can DRINK!