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| This place is just not letting up with the good times. Again we put in some long hours at Heroes. Matt and myself must have strolled in there at about noon and we stayed a good 6 hours. It was maybe 1:30pm when Matt asked me "where's Ron?" and as if on cue Ron Himself strolled in to Heroes. So now the party was on it's way to getting started. Matt, Ron and myself are putting down beers and getting our grub on and then Manda and Susan show up. Shortly afterwards Tony and Missy arrive and now beer glasses are covering the table along with piles of dishes. We are talking shit singing happy birthday to Manda. Heroes has yet to dissapoint me. We can always go to Heroes drink ourselves silly, eat well and, talkshit with out interruption. Heroes always manages to make you feel in your element regardless of what that may be. Just don't come in wearing a white and baby blue bandana because you will be made fun of from the moment you walk in until you leave. Heroes truly is the Real Deal. |
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