July 31, 2008. Beer. Tap Room. 9.

lol yeah it was Joe. We were headed to Brennans and caught a light. Joe took off while some putz on my right is yelling at us about how gay trucks are and I was all “Wait, come baaaack” :cry: floor it, bog, redline, chirp second, remember what road we’re on and town we’re in, close throttle.