Drinking Friday

I didn't do a damn thing athletically except sit in the sauna. I didn't feel like working either so at 3:30 I bought the office Irish Coffees and quickly realized I wanted a lot more Irish Coffees. Davie's B-day consumed that night, which I spent drinking at Le Colonial. These pics are the best my iphone can manage, but somehow it captures the night perfectly. What is not shown is Matthew dancing the whitest white man dance I've ever seen. Think Girl Next Door dropping acid dancing without the good looking girl. Now, I must add, there was a little blonde vixen that somehow Davie knew from previous encounters. No details on that. He picked her up and looked like he was going to throw her. After she left it went downhill. Matthew was trying to high five the DJ, Tim was trying to wrestle Matthew (better luck after a bit of crossfit) and Andy was laughing, but not for long. Andy drove Matthew home and chose the perfect vehicle to remain inconspicuous in.