There's nothing like passing pieces of liver through your urinary tract after a night of binge drinking. BIG PROPS to G-Mo for being my designated driver that night. Oh... my efforts to avoid hangover failed miserafuckingbly. Head of Lies, DFiVE9, and Plain Jayne put on a fantastic show. It seemed like everyone at Ash Street knew everyone and it was like one big house party, except you had to pay for drinks (not champagne, though) and I didn't break any furniture.
Happy New Year... Gooch
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