There and Back Again

Are you up for a pint?

Ok the nice thing about this phrase is to Frank it means, lets go drink at a bar until they kick you out. Then go back to the house and have 2 or 3 more. My stomach just can’t handle this rate. On less liver destroying news (or maybe more) im attempting to get tickets to the reading music festival next weekend to go with Frank, Selene, and Nicole. Hopefully it works out, a weekend of drunken music would really round thing out.