McCarty Party 2013: How You Met My Brother

Kids, in the summer of 2013 your Uncle Dale and I decided (against our better judgement and over the protests of most of our friends and family) to host the 32nd annual McCarty Party. It was, needless to say, legend… wait for it while I get another beer… dary. People were, literally, so intoxicated that some of them don’t even remember the girls walking around in body paint.

McCarty Party 2013 saw the usual gang of suspects show up to help us demonstrate why beer is still good. And, despite a considerable amount of complaining, it appears that the annual golf outing and the party proper will now and forever more be held on the same day.

As we continued into our fourth decade of celebrating all that is good about America, it only seems right that the next generation began to embrace the family tradition we started all those years ago. In keeping with that, last year’s party saw cousin Luke showing up early to help out with the last minute party prep and Jake attending his first McCarty Party golf outing. Rumour has it that Jake took it upon himself to finger paint some of the beer bunnies who couldn’t wait for the professional body painting to begin, but there don’t seem to be any corroborating photos to confirm it.

Jimmy Merrick, having provided the musical entertainment to many a McCarty Party over the years, attended for the first time as a party guest… and discovered what our party is like when you don’t have any responsibilities interfering with your drinking. Needless to say, he didn’t make it out of Camp McCarty that night.

There might also have been some other cool stuff that happened. We’re pretty sure (based on the trace evidence we found the next day) that there was a considerable amount of beer drinking going on. But, at a certain point at every McCarty Party, Denise circulates the party with those damn (fine) jello shots and then everything starts to get fuzzy.