there was quite the arguement about bicycle larceny, but news of jimmy brown's death incited an instant "prayer/rememberance" hailing with the arms, followed by a little bit of shuffling. and then the arguement was gone

the praise
.....and dancing, that doesn't really look like dancing
The day after was really just another day, with no work, and lots of fun.
'tos and kate making the connection, with a little help from tron's doppelganger; chan jack(not pictured)
We started off the night at singer's, it was already going pretty good when we got there
(he was trying to smoke a cigar butt the size of a quarter)
then off to mort's thats marc, it's mark with a c MARC
then lyle's, that's johnny risan and lauren. his birth certificate doesn't say johnny, but his business card does
then to mike's for more beers, broads and bewilderment. the next morning we made stew. mike's stew. he said it cures hangovers, but not when you eat it, when you make it. the cooking process clears things up i guess.
............but the beef was bad, so you couldn't eat it, what a waste. the hangover never really was cured completely, rocking out to some hair metal helped a little bit. And driving the shakey dog to the dentist was nice too. (the drive, not the dentist{never the dentist}).
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