In September, my friend Moe celebrated his 27th birthday. To celebrate we met him at Whitlows for drinks.
Brett and I ended up getting their early, so to entertain ourselves we stared playing quarters.
Unlike when we were younger, and drinking as fast as possible was the reason for playing drinking games, we really were just playing to entertain ourselves.
The bouncers did not see it that way, and we were told we could stop playing or leave the bar. We stopped (much to our chagrin) just in time for Moe to show up.
The rest of the night we just hung out, and met some of Moe's college buddies. At the end of the night, we drove Moe home while he entertained us by signing to Brett in the front seat.