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Message: [QUOTE="8893, post: 3785549, member: 93"] Five of us drove down in a Chevy Impala and had no place to stay, so we slept underneath Catamarans on the beach most nights and were awakened at sunrise by the police. With nowhere to go, we would start drinking at the Elbo Room, which had something ridiculous like ten cent screwdrivers or bloody marys for their morning happy hour, and you got to keep the plastic mug. I remember drinking enough of them stack the glasses to the ceiling, and then getting my ear pierced. That lasted around six months. [/QUOTE]