A pal o' mine celebrated his birthday Saturday night with a surprise get together of about 20 of us over at Paradise Cafe. I should have left around 12, considering most of the self-inflicted damage I suffered came after that hour. I didn't feel like I drank a ton of beers, but that was rendered moot by the fact that I decided it was a good idea to rock an Irish Car Bomb at Dargans and then back it up with a monster Tequila shot across the street at the Press Room, all this after 1 A.M.
If the Irish were into inter-breeding with the Mexicans I can assure you that the child would be one pissed off little monster, complete with a full-time raging headache. My head still hurts this morning.
Monday, June 30, 2008
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