....masquerada....da....da....doink....

break
One would never think that an engineering dinner party could be fun. You heard right, fun.
We actually sang and danced to 'I Will Survive'; band was unbelievably superb (lady's a powerhouse!); we got confused over a man who dressed up as a school boy who turned out to be a grown-up man who actually ENJOYED being treated as a boy....by the ladies, mind you (ok, better get that image out of my head right away); and at the end of it all, we came to a conclusion that (guy) engineers should just stick to doing what they do best - engineering-related stuff, coz honey, they just suck in dancing, big time. Well, not all.
Nevertheless, the coolest dude of the night was non other than the engineering manager himself, who danced the night away in his blue batik and well,....showing off his rather questionable (and random) disco moves. No disrespect.





