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Went all over the town taking stoopid pictures the whole time (Cherry
Tavern to Botanica to Centro Fly to Abaya and then over to One and One
to meet up with Hannah Taylor who'd just gotten to town from London.)
Ochi and Matty.
Ivan and a girl whose name I've since forgotten.
Matty strikes a classic "chin grab" while Adekoye opts for
the more modern "Dr. Evil: The Pimp Years."
Out of the blue I ran into Leroy Pelicci (the little brother of a girl
I dated way back in the day), whose band
just recently got signed.
Taylor sisters in effect, yo.
Hannah and I have one thing in common: get three drinks in either of
us and you're probably gonna start to see some flexing going on. Which
invaribly gives way to...
ARM-WRASSLIN! Mary wasn't about to sit there and idly watch Hannah
flash her guns around and told that 'ho to step the fuck up!
It's on like the prom! Mary gives Hannah a steely look before...
Putting her down like a two foot putt. (Bonus points to Emma for screaming
in the background).
After losing to Mary, Hannah somehow had it in her head that she'd be
able to beat Sean...
Who immediately after I took the last pic slammed Hannah's arm down
so hard that an beer spilled over innocent bystander Isabella "Tookie"
Robertson.
Aw, isn't that cute...Jack Wright cozies up with his Nerve
Personals date...
Oh, wait a minute. There not cozied up...actually, this woman, whom
none of us had ever met, got so drunk she passed out on him!
(But not before she managed to have 10 drunken, pretend conversations
on her cell phone. HAHAHA!)
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