Saturday night was The Olympic Pub Crawl organized by Jon (not Jonathan). He planned the Photo Booth Pub Crawl and numerous happy hours. This was his last pub crawl before moving to NYC. He bought flags for the occasion as the 15 or so of us traveled from bar to bar representing different nations. Here I am waving my Brazilian flag at the Red Fez.
Jarrett representing his inner-Latiness with a mojito as Jonathan looks on at Saba. I want to go back for happy hour half prize appetizers sometime!
Brazil and Texas unite at Red Fez. Did you know Texas was a country?
We spotted the Girls Gone Wild bus on our trek to another bar.
We collided with a much cooler pub crawl on 6th Street. There was a big group of people all dressed like old people and in full character. They were hilarious.
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wow....I must of been drunk, I was not aware of how much I was offending everyone with my paleness and my largeness....gone wild indeed
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