It's been a few years since I've had a hangover this foggy. I can barely remember last night. Smoke, blood, and that damned poodle, yapping the whole time. The funny thing is, I can't remember how we got out of there. The best I can figure is that someone led us out, but honestly that doesn't make a whole lot of sense, because of all that weight we were pulling. Still, stealing panda bears from the zoo is probably the funniest thing we've done since we watched the clown kill himself for money. What a moron.