Well. . . It actually started the night  before when after a couple of bowls, well lets just say that going out dancing with a severe storm warnig up is not my most brillant idea ever. Club hopping and drunkeness soon commenced. Fast forwarding to the next part. . . So once it was finally time to start the day my darlining brother came up with the idea of breakfast, so off we went in search of sustinance. Mexican it was decided. La Cachina's for Strawberry Margaritas it is!!! With full bellies and a silght buzz wandering down Broadway seemed like a grand idea! After a couple stops, some soap, a hat, a bracelette and severa boxes of incense later, we're just starting to figure out the to do's for the evening. After discussing our greenage order and when to pick it up, who should call out "hey, doen't I know you guy's?" from across the street but the Butch Queen himself, sitting in the Mario Go Cat at the light going the opposite direction. So this vapid little whore and  and the dirty little slut run across the street to go turn this trick. Giggiling over Sinn-A-Man for those when your out of lube and in a jam! Hysterical!! An hour or so later, and hits off the Queens bong, we finally wander down to procure  some cash and to head home. Get there finally and nope, still no power. But, Go Tony! for the camping lantern! Change of clothes, more bowls, and a double check. . . it's back out the door for us. The next thing you know I'm standing at a bus stop wondering "why are all of these trucks trying to look like busses?" While Mark is going "is your reality the same as mine?"On the bus ant remenicing of a beautiful '07 A3 Audi when this lovely little tongue twister comes tumbeling out. "Did you just see  what I just saw seen in the same way that I saw it?" Try saying that one three times fast, I dare ya! Off to Meet Miss Bunnie for VIP drinks and dinner, because of course we're VIP. Met a new friend who may be a future boss that was all about the shots! Lets just say how often does anyone ever see me drink water? It was more or less like we were partying on the company's tab. And I now know that Whisky, Tequila and Jager are a deadly combination. Yikes!!! Well. . . Mark bowed out early, and I stayed and danced the night away! Grand Memory isin't it? But a warning. . . When someon says "I'll buy ya one just to see what happens," you might have this great of a time! Thanks for the day brother dear! Luv Ya!!!