Oh yeah! We left at what I call "drama o'clock" which starts at the moment that "that girl" (you know the one) starts crying. We headed over to the diner, which was closed because apparently the cook had sliced his hand during the evening, and we continued onto the place with really good but really expensive pizza (college town) We got oput of there at about an hour past last call, and returned to the bar to get the car, and oh yeah, there were police around, an they were arresting the...
Young males say ages... 20-24... You know, the ones that go to the bar with puffy chest and a chip on their shoulder.
Anyhow, two cops were sitting on one of them in the middle of the street.
I missed whatever happened up until that point, and somehow I am not dissapoint