Glen Whitestone
New member
So I was out celebrating my last weekend drinking until the holidays last night. I went into the city, stopped at a few bars, McSorley's, the cayote ugly bar-got a few body shots. I was waiting for a path with my buddy who was rolling around and puking off the platform. I woke up and he was gone and it was like 2:30 am. I had to wait another half hour for a path and then I was stuck in Hoboken. I walked on Washington street and I was just cancelled. I found a building and broke a few planks free. I went inside, put my money in my shoes and tied them real tight and bedded down. The fucking building was right on the Hudson. I woke up in the morning and took a train back home.