As part of Heather's Going Away Tour (copyright Shane), we hit up
Murphy's on Saturday night for dinner and drinks and music. And drinks.

Hi Gabe! And hi, Heather's bra!

My boys.

Now
that is a full pint.
I had five.

We were sitting directly in front of the downstairs fireplace.
There was sweat everywhere.
Lovely!

Check you later, Murphy's!
Thanks for the memories. And the
pictures.
2 comments:
I'm sorry, you said five?! How??? You're tiny!
I know. FIVE. And I wasn't anywhere near as hungover as I was this morning (Thanksgiving morning), thanks to the massive amounts of wine last night :)
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