It's SATURDAY in the French Quarter -  New Orleans, Louisiana!  This is a recovery day - at least until late afternoon.  Last night was, ah...er....ah.....FRIDAY, yeah that's it.  Let's see, what did we do and how did we end up this way?  To say it's all a blur is an understatement.  We remember leaving our place about 5pm or so to eat dinner and that's pretty much the last of the brain cells.  Now it's Saturday and there's empty beer cans and pizza boxes strewn around on the floor, a small poodle cowering in the corner and two strippers that look vaguely familiar passed out on our couch.

Fortunately we have the MIRACLE of video here on the Riding4Beer website (yup, moving pictures Huckleberry!) so we can reconstruct the night's events for everyone (including ourselves).  Okay, after looking at all of the footage we realize that most of it can't be shown to you (but we will sell it to some online porn website for big bucks!).  Anyway, what we can provide (under advice of counsel) is a rough narrative and edited video that goes something like this:

1) We left our place around 5pm and settled in at some courtyard bar on Bourbon Street.  Longneck Budweisers there were a buck each and they were 3 for 1.  The math works like this - give 'em $10 dollars and you get 30 beers - NOT KIDDING!  You make friends fast.

2) After $50 of beer (that would be 150 bottles - NOT KIDDING!)  they started serving complimentary shots of Jaegermeister in test tubes.  That's where the story sorta fades to black.  Note to ourselves:  avoid the test tubes in the future.

At some point we remember a guy tried to sell us on Amway (we have it on tape - you'll see), but we sold him our 1986 Taurus instead (he doesn't know it's in the Palm Springs Police impound lot).  After that we can only live through what was filmed because our memories are a total blank - but the tape you won't see does explain why Stacy's leg muscles are sore today and why Kevin has those large scratches on his back and is wearing mascara.  Boy when those strippers wake up and see the tape are they ever gonna be pissed off - and so would Animal Control!  In the meantime we've edited down a version that can be seen without incriminating ourselves (or the strippers, or the poodle) in several state and federal offenses.  Look folks, it's not the crime - it's if you get caught...

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