The fish tacos are sooooo worth the trip.
Mmmmm, Mmmmm, good.
Chris recieved this text message while we were drinking. He shared it with me, so I’m sharing it with you.
Chris ran into his Aunt so they posed for a quick pic.
Boston fans suck.
The bartender tried to tell me that the cups in between my fingers were one ounce each.
With alcohol taking hold, Mark began to act goofy.
Chris, however, was cool as a clam at high tide.
I bought a football at the store…
And we had some fun playing catch.