Happy Easter, Bitch
April 9th, 2004 | Published in General
Man, 4 liters of beer is a killer. I managed to hold it in for about 2 hours before I exited the Roxy and The Whole 10 Yards. And then I booted all over Main Street. And the edge of Main Street. And then the public parking lot. And now it’s time for bed, ’cause I’m fucking tired.
Update: first, I’d like to apologize to anyone that had to use the crosswalk in front of the Roxy last night. Second, I realize it’s not quite Easter yet, so the title is a misnomer, but I think it’s close enough.
