Originally Posted By: harleykwin

 Originally Posted By: thedoctor
The Jack, Jager, and Gold are gone. Goddamn, what a night.


Details, please.


Saturday

Saw Pro at the con. Told him to call or text me when he finally got his badge. Never heard from him again.

My other two friends with us, Kenny and Ron, couldn't find Grimm or get him to answer his cell; so we said "Fuck 'em" and went to Hooters without him. We then went back to the room so that Kenny could drop off his little cart that he drags his comic short boxes around on. We started hitting the aforementioned Dead Nazis. Since we drank all the beer the night before, the only chasers we had were the Jack Daniels. Next thing we know, 8:30 turns to 11:30 which, in turn, turns into 4 in the AM.

This is where my buddy Kenny started off the night.



And this is where he ended up.



Sunday

We try to piece together exactly what the fuck it was that we did the night before while we marched around hot as hell Atlanta with alcohol still coursing through our system.


And just because I think it's a good pic.


whomod said: I generally don't like it when people decide to play by the rules against people who don't play by the rules.
It tends to put you immediately at a disadvantage and IMO is a sign of true weakness.
This is true both in politics and on the internet."

Our Friendly Neighborhood Ray-man said: "no, the doctor's right. besides, he has seniority."