Next thing we knew we had a new best friend. (A best friend who, incidentally, liked to lift up his shirt and smack his belly loudly and repeatedly after each drink). Pauly can't believe it!
The door had one of the those locks that requires a key from the inside. After we finished our game, we woke Pauly up and tried to leave, but the bartender totally misplaced his keys and we were all stuck inside 15 minutes until he found them. Pauly just wanted to get into bed.
Hahaha. Oh man, this photo makes me laugh out loud. Two years have passed since I took this pic. Lisa and Pauly broke up almost a year ago! Pauly moved back to Canada last week and we never see Lisa anymore. Good times, you guys. Miss you!)
We left Hanger a little before 5am so that we could get a FALAFEL around the corner before they closed! We were capital W wasted. Pauly is either talking about big tits or the utter awesomeness that you can still get a falafel so late at night in NYC.
We hope the large tip we left and all the booby flashes provided by our womenfolk helped make up for our state that evening. We'll try not to let it happen ever again for at least a couple of months.
Love,
Lisa Michelle, Pauly, Meredith, Iva and Brian.
