The night begins innocently enough with a little punk rock in some kid's parent's basement.
The show gets done by ten (since it is a school night and all) so we start making our way to the seediest bar in the midwest...
The C-Gull turns into a creepy leprauchan after rail whiskey shots the size of a juice cup.
Kyle can now die a happy death.
Jason decides we need to leave after he hears music actually die in some guys mouth.
We then make our way to Pizza Luce to consume more beverages.
Who's the lady? Who's the tramp?
Abigail's childhood officially ends when she learns that unicorns aren't so lucky.
Hotel room? Or jail cell...
Nothing's better the morning after than a bloody mary at the Anchor Bar.
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