I’m trying to reconstruct last night based on the contents of my pockets, which include a bunch of Irish email addresses written on a coaster and a CD of a bar band that I vaguely remember getting after tipping the band $40. There was waaaay more beer involved than was probably smart (I should have known better than to drink with a couple from Ireland), but it was a classic evening. Chuck Chi was Irish step dancing with a sixty year old Asian woman in a straw hat, Aaron actually tried to use the line “I’m broke and I’m cheap, but I’m a good guy”, there was (earlier in the day) a chow-mein reuben combo at the Bellagio buffet, and vastly more silliness than I’ve experienced in years.
Aaron and Friend.
well, sounds like you’ve welcomed the working world back with open bottles. a good plan, you’ll need all the help to kill the pain and create mindless fun. and a guy that where’s pants like that in public must be a lot of fun. or mentally handicapped. or both. and related to you.
yeah, i didn’t know they made jams anymore. right on.
he is both fun and mentally handicapped, but those are swim trunks. bright blue, palm tree imprinted swim trunks.