Yay! Happy fun times with a couple of the old BFF's from Minneapolis.

Here they are mulling the extensive beer menu at Brickskeller.

Bret and Michael

I'd do a whole, "aaaaaand they're available!" but, um, no. They are mine. Back off.

We went out for crabs. Mmmm. Well, mmmm until I puked them back up after drankin' waaaaay too much. Damn cute bartender and his never ending supply of alcohol (imagine that).

This beauty quickly turned...

Such a clean and civilized beginning.

...into this:

Cue heavy metal music and a naked man with a lampshade on his head. Peeing on the rug.

Beers were also served with the crabs (no, really), thus leading to ritual crab humiliation.

*hack*

At the Smithsonian Natural History museum we came across the slickest, baddest mineral of them all.

DOOOOOOOOOOLEMITE!

We went around to the monuments. Here's the three of us at the World War 2 memorial next to the best pillar of all. Yeah, that's right. THE BEST.

Who brings the sexy? WE DO.

Here's some cute.

He likes crabs and the Orieles. That's all you need to know.

Ladies, he's available. I vouch for his fabosity.

And finally, awesome readers, here's to you.

Sersly, *hic* sersly I love you. Sersly.

Me too. And my beer is fancy.