Two Girls, Three Dudes, Some Beers, A Cabbie, Theater Students and a Waffle

So, imagine this like one of those Axe commercials - where - it quickly cuts between stuff happening, hot chicks, something crazy, then a dude in the shower with Axe bodywash, more stuff happens, things get crazy, more hot chicks, more Axe bodywash.  This was not at all like that.  There were three dudes.  Look at them!  Loooook at them!

Just kidding, that stuff did happen.  Hot chicks and Axe bodywash galore! 

Sabrina skipped over a very important, interesting and obviously sausage-festy evening between Jenks, Katie and Mabel "Butt-rub"'s home and the ad interim Winston-Salem home of one, Isaac Tate "The Mafia Accuser" Klein (which, incidentally, was also home to some other dudes).

We played some nerdy sit around and drink wine and nerd-out party games at this dude's house (are you counting all the sausages?)   Then we went to a second party, a celebration of some dudes' birth (sausage!)  Then we met an amazing cab driver, who never took more than 47 seconds to pick us up (I'm pretty sure he was from the future/had teleporting power).  Then we went out to this brewery bar which had 30 people in it (25 of which were the last legs of a wedding party... I bet you are wondering if the bride was there... yes, yes she was).  The dudes, which included Isaac  Tate "The Beer Drinker" Klein, his friend/co-director/writer of a musical they are directing down in Winston-Salem Matt "The Cat" Party Hat, and Waffle Pete, all had beers.  The ladies, Sabrina and I, had our standard alcoholic mixies.  Then the bar closed.  (Did you read that as if you were watching an Axe commercial?  Can you, in fact, smell the clean?)

Then we went back to Isaac Tate "The I live in Winston-Salem for a couple of weeks in order to direct a musical I wrote" Klein's house and met his other roomie CJ.  Then we all hung out on the back porch and giggled for a couple of hours.  Then Waffle Pete "Street Beat" got stressed out about all of the giggle and wandered off to bed.  Then we giggled at Waffle Pete's stressing and continued to giggle until we were so giggled out that we wandered off to bed too.

Sleep.  Wake-up.  Shower.  Change.  Brush teeth.  

Then................ we went out to a yummy breakfast and took the above photos (from left to right: Isaac Tate "I got a 'stache" Poopshoot Klein, Waffle Pete "Nerd Alert" Shinglewood, and CJ "Two-Breakfasts" Stripes.

Then we left. 

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