Last Thursday it was freeeezing. So we decided to warm up with some beers. We started the night off in Ryan's place, and decided to check out Stolen Transmissions at the Annex because the week before when I had gone there with Noah it was totally bumpin' and they were playing hot hip hop jawns.

So of course we get there and its deserted and theyre playing some Cure bullshit. So we all rolled out and decided to make the best of it and just go drink $2 PBRs at Welcome to the Johnsons.

Of course we got there and no one was there. But we got beers anyways and they were in freaking slushie form because of how cold it was outside. Here we are looking really happy to be drinking frozen piss water.



So then we decided to just crush some beers on the cheap and then try to go someplace for real, and to pass the time we would just take tons of hideous pictures. We made up this terrible game that seemed awesome at the time that was like *make an ugly face or a thug face* game. I don't even know man. You can judge for yourself which ones are thug and which ones are fug.









Beth and Noah sipped on their beers and looked thoughtful. Actually if I remember correctly the look Beth was going for was "studious" since she's a straight baller and always crams for the biggest exams with PBR in hand.


Noah just wishes he was smart, Ryan doesnt even try to pretend.


So anyways after all of that nonsense we went to Home Sweet Home where it was once again deserted and I decided that everyone must have gone to the Hiro that night since Frankie Chan was in town DJing there and I probably should have thought of that at the begining of the night, but it was too late for that nonsense now. And since we had basically the whole place to ourselves we decided to get more drunk and post up for some photo-ops that wouldnt happen when that place in usually full and all.

Beth says that we look like we should have our own tv show.



One more thug picture



Andrew was funny and creepy and really stoned and took funny picures and stuff. Earlier in the night he was so high that he straight up unintentionally walked out of the grocery store with a six pack and dint even notice. Good for him, good for everyone. Go team us.




Anyways, then we decided that we were spending too much money and it was like 2 in the morning so we called it quits.

So I have something to write for school or something...? Exam week? Huh? Yeah. So tales from the DFA Christmas party and Misshapes (gasp!) to follow. Or at least the bits of them that I remember.