So there was quite a bit of this sort of thing going on tonight.
Lather, rinse, repeat, I lost track of how many times.
Edit: tumblr’s done something horrible to the formatting. No-one at that table looked anything like this, I assure you.
One of my favourite parts of last night was when Jason and I were at the bar, paying with our debit cards, while everyone else was getting ready to leave. As he was entering his PIN into the machine (and I was doing my best to memorize it), Jason looked up at me with an evil glint in his eye and said, “How pissed off do you think they’d be if we got one last round of tequila shots?”
And then we did.
