Monday night I met up with Sarah and we headed over to a new karaoke night (shhhh! Don't tell Sid & Buddy I'm cheating!) over at Crash Mansion (which is, hands down, the GIZZAYEST name for an establishment in the history of the world).
I mean, why rub elbows with Double Gleam the Ringboy when you can watch the rock on a tv? Ok, I actually just went back up there to get another free drink.
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