Sunday, September 6, 2009

the stuff of which hangovers are made...

So, I got a visit from some Phoenician friends and as expected we had a great time out in the 216.  I shudder to think back on all of the different types of alcohol I consumed on Friday night. Ugh.  The following pictures explain the hangover:


When you come to Cleveland, Panini's is a right of passage

No shirt, no shoes, no problem!
 
This sleepy guy came to Cleveland for 1 night and earned himself a killer nickname.

What did you do this weekend?

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