Dan came to town for St. Pat's weekend. The day started at Emmitt's at 11:30 am and luckily ended around 11:30 pm for me. 12 hrs. of drinking. And I'm not even Irish.
The bagpipers at Emmitt's
Dan and T a few hours in...
Irish car bombs. It is St. Pat's after all.
Note: Do not, I repeat, DO NOT do car bombs with plastic barware.
The shot glass floats and it gets all nasty. I am particular about my car bombs.
Well, I guess not THAT particular since I did these.
Me & Dan post car bombs. My eyes are already showing the effects.
Making love to corned beef
Jordan and his personal shot glass.
Lynn and her Guiness gloves.
I thought she looked ready to be a soccer goalie.
Lynn & her ladies
And more ladies
Paul & Dan "don't believe" in taking pictures
beacuse they know what their friends look like.
Now my friends know what they look like too.
Dan & Jeremy (and Steve's oh so clever rabbit ears)
Steve eating and drinking and playing euchre.
Steve eating and drinking and playing euchre.You're lucky that you can't smell the farting through the computer.
Carlos: A Self-Portrait
Carlos & Rizzo-- still friends by the end of the evening
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