We're baaaack!!!

Move aside Jew kids, the kickass quartet is back at Old Chicago.  Last week was a bit of a bust, what with the fewer than 10 beers had altogether and one key player sitting out.  This week we killed it.  Jay sneezed all over me and later on spat his beer on the 3 of us, Julie taking the brunt of it.  I loved every minute of it.  Let's go back every single day.