The theme of the night can be summed up in one word: Cold.
My beers were cold.
My wiener was old and cold.
My buns were stiff, stale and cold.
My balls were cold.
...The balls of my feet!
Check all your limbs and make sure they're intact before you leave this outhouse on the Hoth planet. You definitely don't want to leave any franks and beans behind here...
And don't sit outside in that friggin tepee unless you're a Wampa.
Burr!
1049 Juniper Street
Atlanta, GA 30309
(404) 875-6634
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