Not a record book entry in my life but a fun night just the same. I think Patty Coins is my new bar. Only because it has a lot of eye candy. In fact that whole strip was busting out the seems with guys in button up shirts and jeans. We even went to Patty Coins - twice. We left for a brief intermission to go to the Hustler store to look at Halloween costumes. None of us bought any.
I am now the proud owner of a t-shirt dissing the rabbit - not the furry, hopping kind. I looked at it this morning and wondered where the hell I was going to wear it. Maybe Vegas? My parents won't know what it means, but my brother will...
My picture will now grace a Myspace page near you. Only because some guy was traveling and he documents the places that his finger puppet goes ... I'm not the only one in the picture. I can't remember what the guy said the finger puppets name was so I'm hoping that someone else from the group remembers and looks up the page.
We met a groom-to-be. His name is Aaron. We know this because on the back of his t-shirt it was written in black sharpie - My name is Aaron.
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