staggerific...

So, apparently that little pose for the camera last week was just forshadowing of the events to come. The stag itself was uneventful. Othen than producing a drunken mess that we know better as "Justin". But that was just the beginning. After a jaunt downtown, the Italian Stallion caught a second wind, and he only had one thing on his mind - luckily for me, it was fist-a-cuffs. Honestly speaking, he kicked my ass. My religion doesn't permit me to inflict harm on my fellow man. And by "religion" I mean "lack of fighting technique". But I just downloaded the complete triology of Karate Kid, so Justin, be warned.