


After the game, we went to Zeke's, a bar near by. One of his Bulldog teammates kept pitchers of beer coming non-stop along with Jager shots. Gross. I steered clear of those but Erik had a few. haha.
Mike Sandwich
At the end of the night, this girl came into the bar...alone. She went right over to Mike and was all about him. I don't even know if anyone knew her name but she was really drunk and trying to talk to everyone. So random!
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