Octavio had a birthday, and we had a party, and it looked like this.
There he is, looking strangely like one of those laughing Buddha statues.
A whole slew of folks showed up, including some beers and a couple bongo drums.
Kendra's mussed locks are humbled by Octavio, God of Hair.
Sunday mornin' brought the dawn in.
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