Including some kareoke from MahkG.
We hung out for a little bit before Dave had to head home and take care of his adorable little dog PJ, and Mark was his ride. We kept trying to convince them to come back out and meet us someplace, but we knew our begging was futile. Once someone heads home, no matter what time it is, it's really hard to convince them to come back out. It didn't stop us from trying though, we kept begging AND texting, until we finally accepted the fact that both were gone for good. Well for this night at least.
We decided that the absolute best place for us to go would be The Banshee. I've talked about it a few times on here before, and it always is a really fun time. We always say we're going to go for a 'few beers', but somehow insanity always ensues. Not that we're complaining, of course...
Here is us having to say goodbye to Mark and Dave. How is it that Mark doesn't look sad? YOU SHOULD BE SAD!
We made our way to The Banshee where we met a group of guys who were carrying around this framed statue of the Blessed Mother, you know, for fun. One of the guys, who I think was named Steak, told us that they found it in his Grandmother's basement and they decided to bring it out with them. Obviously, it was totally for attention. It worked. It might seem like, uber sacrilegious, but it was also absolutely hilarious. They'd start singing hymns at random and scold someone if they swore - 'not in front of Mary!' They took really great care of her all night - she was the center of attention. Obviously. I'm pretty sure this is only something that could happen in Boston, either Southie or Dorchester specifically, where almost everyone is Catholic.
Me, Joe, Steak and Mary.
So yea, that happened.
I LOVE this! and who doesn't love a man named after food...haha!
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