My review: the spot is nice with a lot of different places to chill at. But the crowd was a weird mix of different ages and people and it really threw me off. On top of that, the music choice was house. All night. I don't mind hip-hop/top-40 blending into house at the end of the night, but to have to have electronic sounds, rubber-sounding bass, and that fake wind/breeze sound BLASTING for more than an hour is not my cup of tea.
Stephen had the time of his life apparently.
Stephen x James. Guess which one is drunk.
Bryan... had a decent time.
Congrats James. Make that money!
We left a little early (I got sick of the scenery of plastic surgery and douchefags) and hit up the local Jack. Wise words sir.
Yes I'll admit. I was a little drunk. But I was fine by the time we left the lounge. This guy just started to feel it as we were driving home. He got a hold of my phone...
And sent drunk texts to 21 people in the span of about 10 minutes. Not bad for a drunk guy. Most of them were harmless. Some were hilarious. Some were probably awkward... Take a look:
Oh yea. It's probably not a good idea to try and wake up Bryan right as he falls asleep. He's like a venus flytrap. Prepare to die Stephen.
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house all nite long? I'M THERE!
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