Friends, spammers, and erm, Ravy.
It is now nearly 5am, I am still drunk, freezing my posterior off, I lost clothing, and I'm too drunk to start a fire to heat the room I'm to be sleeping in. This is not good. However, the good news is, I successfully brought my brother home in one piece, with the acknowledgement of giving him a night out that was all sorts of fun and free for him.
Oh, and he said he was questioned about the "big guy ahead of him who needs a beating". Apparently knocking people over who don't respond to "excuse me" while drunk in a night club is bad manners. Well, I thought I was being polite to have a 15 second delay after "excuse me" before tipping drunk people over. Woe to the drunk girl who loses her Bud Light *gags* while taking a dive to make room for my little brother's escape to get a trash plate (the one wonder of Rochester, NY.)
I felt the need to comment here, because, it's the citadel. Such things belong here. Also, I do believe I should mention that if you happen to decide to knock a whole line of people out of the way in a bar, you should move quickly out of the building. Things get ugly if you linger. Or maybe, people are ugly if you linger? Did I mention I was forced to endure being subjected to a place called "Daisy Dukes", with country music? Aside from the girl on the bar who sat on my brother and forced him to do shots of Jack, the place was a total wash. *shudders* Country music makes my brain feel like it's being strangled with chicken wire.