We missed this in last Sunday's NYT, or else we would have made better plans for inauguration. We knew the parties were obscene, but we though that just referred to the amount of cash being thrown around. But check out these fucking elephants -- and we do, clearly, mean fucking elephants. They've got drugs, they're dancing with lamps (probably mistaking them for Ann Coulter), they're riding hammers, they're so beer-goggled they're going to have sex with a radial tire! Our kind of party!
They also appear to be blogging, but that can be overlooked.
