Carpe Fucking Friday

friday nights are strictly reserved for chillin out and visiting new spots around SD. you know, getting out of the norm, no club heat, no prospect, shit like that. but i almost called it a call of duty night at home. but was dragged out of the house and rolled up to this spot in old town called the “Wine Cabana”. it was snice despite the freezing weather, however we were spiced up with wine and heaters.

kicked it at the yard house and sapped up some beer. choice of beer: stella artious and racer 5 ipa. chicken nachos were bomb.

after closing time at yard house, we went to an undisclosed place and somebody had a little extra fun with the copier machine.

if you look closely, you can see the butt hair.

fun and enjoyable night. however woke up with a crappy throat.