
Well, at each Oregon State score a nearby table would send over a couple of shots of tequila, the good stuff, with reciprocity when the ball went to the other goal. THIS WAS A SEVENTY POINT GAME. MY GOD.
Tom and Michelle were.... there is a word...... oh, what is it?......borracho?
The bar tab far, way far, exceeded the food bill. Admissions in the morning included a temporary loss of North as a direction on the compass. Without help the inebriates would not have found their way home, at least to the correct home.
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Thank god the game didn't go into overtime!
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