Later that evening, after we DID hook up with Dayna, we all went out to Bourbon Street. I had no idea my mother owned a bar in the French Quarter! Gary and Dorothy stopped at a bar to grab some cold ones.
Lori and Molly supported each other as we all stumbled drunkenly down Bourbon Street. Ok, actually they were the only ones that were still sober!  Before we went to New Orleans, I was told that while we were there, we HAD to go to a bar called Pat O'Brian's and get a drink called "The Hurricane." Well, here I am, following orders! Molly caught a shot of me feeling decidedly mellow. That drink will knock you on your ass.
Bob, on the other hand, was anything BUT mellow!

 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
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