Metal night at the Colonial Tavern.

At metal night you can always expect metal situations like dudes shredding on chicks

Laser beam shows. No big deal.

Whiskey

Semi-Tits.

Allishyas vag.

Mc Mazza.

The best Metal!

Air guitar.

Me.

Bro-calls.

Brotographs.

Broverloads.

And bromance.

OK, give me the camera back.

I poured a beer down Mazzas back. He thought John Haas done it and turned around and poured a beer all over him. Heh.

Epic ballad lighter sesh's.

Turning into burning Candaces tips.

Bummer.

Sara has all sorts of bar tricks. She can carry drinks on her head. A cheers wont even knock it off. I tried it and my beer fell and hit her in the head then smashed the drink in her hand. Sorry.

Seaweed Billy was the most wasted.

Him and Mazza had some sort of altercation.

Sara asked if I could file this one under "Dork"

Freddy done some work on an old tat of Johns. Freddy was wasted.

Logan and Pat the Rat.

Manute!

And Lucy!

Bernie Yo.

Preggolodon.

On the way home I seen some kind of crazy prehistoric bird. It was probably from before birds evoluted wings because this one couldn't fly.

Latenight Via-Via Pizza kooks, and Candace.

We gave this epic Australian dude a ride home.