Ahhh, the party. I showed up late as usual (making my smooooth entrance). Dr. Evil an Mini-me made an appearance and sang a ballad. Then it was time for the skits. There was good fun all around until the 3rd years unleashed their summer blockbuster hit with blazing light sabers and nun chucks and we all crapped our pants. Damn, out done again. Next year, no more of this plot-driven indie film crap for us--it's gonna be all car chases and boobs and special effects! To see our skits, click here.
