So what was supposed to be mellow night with a few friends, turned in to an accidental night in the Shannon. Coincidentally, I ran into five guys that I went to high school with, and after catching up over Gin and Tonics... of course... I looked over my shoulder to see all the boys who always make my night at the Shannon.
Nothing is more fun than a bunch of drunk, rugby boys. In the piles of drunken boys, and pints of Guinness, I saw my friend Alli, which was obviously a shock, because she is even younger than me.
She happened to be dating one of the boys who I have met at the Shannon a dozen times!
Nights like these make you realize just how small this big city is!!!
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