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| Lee's Bar Tour No one else wanted to go out for his REAL birthday, so I broke out the credit card and we started downtown at Chile's... |
| A few shots and a couple beers later, we hit up the Gingerbread Man where he decided that the whole "No shots within 48 hours of your birthday" rule was a crock of shit. Hehe. We sucked down a ass-load of mixed drinks and made our way towards home and our final stop at my favorite bar, The Last Cowboy. Not too sure what we drank there but I know I was friggin' wasted. ---> |
| It was karaoke night and Lee and Thomas did a horrible job singing "Thank God I'm a Country Boy." His last shot, 100 proof Absolute. Holy shit did that kick in fast. We started the 10 minute walk home (which turned into a funny trip. Lee's a lot heavier when his legs can't support him. Any way, I never did thank Lee for the nice Police car ride home. |
| Lee in his Glory. |
| It wouldn't be fair to pick on Lee unless I've been there myself. Here's me last summer. Note to self: DO NOT bong mixed drinks. |
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