Just now waking up after a late night of drinking with Schmidt, Jeremy, Maddy, their friend Matt, and my brother. A great time that consisted of Maddy tempting me to jump ship in this godforsaken rural hellhole and move to Chicago with her, and me drunkenly trying to explain the philosophy of Francois Laruelle. Pat should have been there.

Drunken stunts is what MDF is about!
Moar liek drunken cunts, amirite?!
Haha, yeah. I guess you could say that, Dak.
Damn that was intense!! That bar looked like it was gonna break when all those weights were on it. that must've been like a 1000 pounds. I felt defeated for him... And got a hernia just watching![]()