Man, and you guys thought I was kidding when I said that my brother has a lower alcohol tolerance than me. BOY, WERE YOU WRONG. When we met up with Terence at Oslo's, he was already plastered... off TWO shots. I love it.
Anyway, hope you had a fun birthday, T. Even though uhm, YOU DIDN'T CALL ME ON MINE.
Yeah, I'm still bitter about that.
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