Okay, so like, last night (Thanksgiving Eve) at the Whisky (a-go-go) was what should shape up to be Nu-Tra's last show of the calendar year.
A fine blast was had by all.
Eric was whipcreamed out front of the club prior to eating cake with all the revelers about because it was HIS birthday this time. The van got a little...exterior rearrangement, but I didn't see what happened, so...
I did not have to chant Mr. Saracco's suggested mantra of protection, so that was nice. The deepest gratitude and thanks to all who gave us their time, intentionally or not so. Others, I am never buying your kid's stupid chocolate bars ever again for a little while.
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