The Tain - Vol 4 - Dipsomaniac

Ugh. Drunk dudes make me weary. Last night was no different. We saw a fairly entertaining Dylan tribute band the other night and the High Noon. It was alot of fun, but as the show went on, the crowd around us got more and more drunk. Unfortunately, we were in the back...plenty of space for the drunk guys to sway and stagger. And sway and stagger they did. They swayed and staggered their litte drunk hearts outs. And when they were almost done, those little hearts were put out on their slobbered, dissheveled sleeves...as they proceeded to hit on our friends. Ugh. Painful. And Pathetic....yes, it deserves a capital "P". But our friends ate up all the attention. Even worse. So, despite all of our urging, we left them to get drooled on. I hope everything turned out okay, we're all adults, I guess....though some judgements may or may not have been affected by beer [with the associated goggles]. Have I said "ugh" yet?