Probably the most accurate so far in this series. I had been up for about 24 hours and was running on a pint of whiskey mixed with like, fruity Calpis or something? I know. Believe me. It took some serious peer pressure to choke that shit down in the middle of the street.
Special thanks to this guy for stopping with his posse to fab up the occasion. Free publicity for you, my fleeting friend:
That night was fuckin crackers.