Prologue To The Previous Story

Asleep at the wheel- 
Finding our friend is such great blog-fodder, I thought I'd relate the story of what has become known in our circle of friends as The Party!
Last July, a small group of friends were able to make some time to visit us up here in the foothills.
We'd all worked together in the past, and intended to both eat and drink heartily, and rehash our old "war stories."
"Friend," from the previous story has regaled us with stories from his military past of the antics played on whichever poor fellow was the first to pass out during drinking parties, and the rest of us were dearly hoping we could perform some retribution to him on their behalf.
The majority of the guests stuck with beer, while "Friend" began and stayed with Yukon Jack. I'm also a Yukon fan, but began with ice-water, and some food, before getting serious.
Hallelujah, "Friend" was the first to go down!
We posed him various and sundry ways, and must have taken 15 photos. Props included a beer bottle and a woman, (everyone stayed clothed) as well as the maxi-pad and pink thong shown above.
The rest of the group finally went to bed about 5am.
At 9am we were woken by "Friend" who was walking about, demanding to see pictures dammit!
He received copies, which he took and shared at work.
If I ever run short of blog material, I know who to call...