Tales of the cock at the empty store. This was from the dawn of the holiday… went out with ladies to one of these places that has “Mixologists” instead of bartenders… Lot’s of odd cocktails that conspired to give me the worst hangover I’ve had in years. I didn’t even think I was drunk, but it sure killed the next day. I was taking note of things I over heard. Everyone on the street sounded straight out of Willoughby.
