dare tuesdays are awesome because

- we started at 4:30 with free microbrews from a bartender who is far cooler than tom cruise in cocktail (but has never seen top gun and so cannot pass judgement)
- it makes me want to chew on a towel
- my hole mate believes in me
- my hole is too big, i need a pen to fix it
- a four-legged llamel (llama + camel) is better than a two-legged llama. but a two-legged llamel is shit.
- people were so intrigued by our shouted conversation that they came over to meet us
- we also met a butcher, a baker, and a candle-stick maker. who actually turned out to be a real butcher, a stone mason, and a guy whose "wick" is "surprising" but who may just be a nerd
- we have almost corrupted one of our pseudo faculty members
- the text "mother fer, i have a woman for every limb, where the f are you" was a key part of the evening