EPICLY TRIFE

blair met us at the ale hole, the ale hole may well have the worst clientele of all time, my friend sarah h. refers to the crowd as her german cousins, i dont know what that means but i think it fits, of course, sarah doesnt have any german cousins, so go figure...right, so blair joined us and gave us all tatoos advertizing blair wear, i thought i looked sort of tough, as tough as a guy can look with a blair wear lick on tat on his neck...

web-journalist guy as tough guy

sometimes im not so sure blair is all there, i mean she speaks in coherent sentences, but...

damo and blair

at some point there was some sort of semi-erotic tounge situation, but i missed it, whatevs

so nevitt came and got blair and andy, erin, damo and me went over to the fish, andy wouldnt let himself go in, i could understand, patrick was there, i didnt want to harass anyone with my camera, of course, i couldnt, because as usual i had forgotten it, tino got in my jacket with me in it, it was pretty funny, you probably had to be there, then again, you pretty much have to be there for any of this crap, i definitely sensed there are some antics done solely for the purpose of coverage in epicly later'd, which, im not above myself, in fact, i encourage such behavior...we left, went to zblonski's for one more, well, more...zblonski's is probably damo's favorite bar, its close to his house, but it is seriously trifeness itself....