Stupid Hour. Or longer.
Good boys sports weekend, though. Our newly minted, but likely to be repeated, "one-beer-per-bar" rule was a good one. But you certainly get tired walking to that many bars.
We eased in to Saturday with some smooth Guinness.
Oh oh.....
It's always fun til the martini's come out. I guess that's one way of getting around the one-drink-per rule.
I Called It
Martini down!
Now how did that happen?
Bad Idea....
When you spill your "Godzilla" martini at two in the afternoon, you should go home. Now. Not order another one.
Although in the lad's defense, he did ask, "can I just have half a Martini this time....?".
I won't bore you with the usual shots of boys at a lacrosse game, drinking more beer.
But leaving Air Canada Centre, didn't like this fellow's attitude, laughing heartily at us as we stumbled to our next destination.
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3 comments:
Yup, a great way to spend a cool day in hogtown.
That's funny...one-drink-per-bar rule...long walks...when I put the two together, it tells me that you guys must drink alot (too much?).
Sounds like you think too much, Anonymous!
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