Last night, for my first time, we went to a place where you have to be 21. Might I add it was very anti-climatic. At first we wanted to go to Jillians and play some pool and ping-pong then get some grub there. But alas the damn women at the door wouldn't let us in because Steven's ID was so worn and torn ("I can't see your birthdate, the numbers
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