i can't even explain the ridiculousness that this night entailed, but let's just say that by the time we got on the train to go home, two men in our group were shirtless; one was wearing his briefs as a shirt (?), and my pants were ripped. i mean, ripped. like..down the seam, all the way down the seam.
that's right, we went on a mullet hunt. so what? it was too good to pass up.