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Originally Posted by IliketoPuck

So many drunken nights at Cowboys growing up, it was quite the place to be after 7$ pitchers at the den. You could roll in after 3 pitchers, order up a couple trays of .25 draft and just get toasted.

Downside to this is of course the dubious life choices made. Like waking up in the morning, and realizing the girl you thought was a solid 8 the night before is really having a tough time pushing a 3, and then realizing that your friend is in the same position, and then it all comes back that you decided you had to take a grenade in order for your buddy to have a slump buster. Good times. Oh and the best part is the 3 saying that she would take care of me for a week after I got my wisdom teeth out the next day, and my response was nothing. Not a single word. Sorry sweetheart, it just wasn't meant to be.

Also remember seeing Fleury there on several occasions, and he was in fine form. Oh and the Papa Roach concert there was out of control, one of the best live concerts I've seen.

Anyone else have any other stories? If you share some, I will type up a few more that make taking a #3 grenade seem like Sunday church.

Im trying to avoid cowboys! Not re-live it.