the nard curse is alive and strong

Last night was wild, and I don't even remember most of it. Hellz and I polished off a bottle of wild turkey in the parking lot and then I downed a can of purple Joose with Donny before The Warriors started, 3-4 hours later I realized we were on our way home. I was sitting shotty in Ryan's car and we were about to drop off Andy. Here are some sick pics of In Control and The Warriors, so bummed I blacked out before seeing one of my favorite bands playing one last show. I also chipped my tooth and lost my wallet...can you find Morgan?