Hennessey, anyone?

My favorite bit of sunshine, Kelly, threw the greatest BBQ ever last weekend at her (what I'll hint at but won't outright say is compensating it's so damn huge) house.
All the cool kids from the local PD were there. Two thirds of the Drunken Assholes Society were in attendance along with Tish's....for lack of a better word, posse.
It was a great time. We experimented with daiquiri mix, all sorts of tequila, some Hennessey (I was a Hennessey virgin) and Smirnoff. I was drunker than shit by...10? Yeah. 10. I don't think I've ever been that drunk that early.
I was adopted as a sista and given a North Omaha name, "J$" (Which I'll be cool like Prince and only make a symbol). Suzanna was too busy accusing Tish of being racist to get her own name. Brandon was trying to get Phebe (Kelly's massive dog) drunk. And we discovered a couple bottles of champagne that needed popping.
Like I said, it was a great time.
Oh, did I mention the porn? Yup. It was a great party therefore there was porn. Our little Kelly was holding out on us until we found her stash. That's why I love my Sunshine. (Note to private people. Hide your porn stash really well before you have a party with drunk college girls.)
Suzan and I did our best drunk reading (Which means deciphering the pictures) while we puzzled over a book entitled Tickle His Pickle. Very informative.
Did you know that there is a part of the male penis called a "corona?" I may have to rethink my non-Corona policy.