Labor Day weekend in sh**hole,
Wyoming |
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After abandoning the SUV, heading
across the mudflats |
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Pant-wettingly amusing/scary
quicksand adventures |
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Was it oil? Was it decomposing
birds? All we knew was that it squelched |
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First pub; feeling good, feeling
great |
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The Ash/Tonks pub crawl press
makes it at the last moment |
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An hilarious guide to some of the
other lusers ejected from the Denver scene |
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I think the Gurner car description
brought tears at the time |
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Debating which one is going to be
holding the pub crawl for the other? |
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It'll be Ash |
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Reggie and Davis, reunited |
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Davis corrupts yet more young
minds |
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Elizabeth |
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Dina & Megan drop in |
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As $10 investments go, the glasses
held their own |
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Shiv pseudo bird Laurie turns
up... |
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...and in a mirroring of the
Tartley-Erin-Blythe aurevoir, tears are shed all over the shop |
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Roger -- never a slacker on these
occasions |
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No pub crawl would be worth
attending without the delightful Dan Song |
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Losing it |
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Keith & Erin |
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Even Kimmy put in an appearance,
as well as a jacket-saving man hoover on my behalf |
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Tia and Lauren |
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The Batty factor |
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Rannery, up to his usual tricks |
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Steph not only gets to keep Flat
Eric but also selects him as her date du jour |
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Tonks makes a stand |
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Younger -- overwhelmed with
emotion as usual |
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Fitting, perhaps, that Ash was the
first cork-knocker that I moved in with in Denver, all those summers ago. |
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