So what's the plan? Going out to dinner with a bunch of friends to drink, dine, laugh? Only to return from the restroom to find that half the table has high tailed it on out of there leaving you holding a chunk of the bill.
my girl is cooking up some fine dish for me right now and I have some 90 minute IPA, and a few trappist ales leftover from the weekend. I have a lot of shit to do tomorrow.