it all started innocently enough with a family dinner at mi tierra. once you add the live mariachi band, four pitchers of margaritas, a personalized sombrero and a sparkler cup cake - things get tainted.
if that experience wasnt enough for me, next i trotted over to uncle fattys. i was unaware this place existed and i wish i still was. it was repeatedly referred to as my new haircut. true.
after drinking that away, i stumble home to find an entire band at my apt. granted - they were probably 17 years old and mormon.
all in all it was pretty difficult to wake up for a graduation today.
oh, and i found this online.... when my friend turned this in the teacher asked if i was on drugs. nope. thats just me at 20.
2 comments:
HAHA awwww I remember those days! The Kellys tee is priceless!
uncle fattys is like the worst bar ever
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