the life of the open bar...
the waitress was wandering through the throngs of badge-wearers with a tray full of Sierra Nevada Pale Ales and shots of Patron looking for a group of geeks that had left the party. I felt it was my duty to lighten her load. I mean, it's all free, right? Ok, the tequila went un-consumed.
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