Hard work, hard work

Went to Hausbröhfs, or something Germanish like that.
Was suppose to brainstorm and work, but they had homebrewed beer, popcorn and sausage with sauerkrasse, and it was like déjà vu.
Haven’t had popcorn in ages and as the biggest sausage fan in the entire world it was just really nice to bite into it.

It started civlized.

But then she smoked; so you knew you were in for a wild night.

The mandatory drunk-hugs began.

Then Dean all of the sudden became 20 again.

And the trucker cap started exploring everyone's head.

People laughed and no one wanted to ever leave.

They had a liveband a liveband and all seven people in the crowd cheered them on.

People couldn't resist the vibe and fell out of control on stage and bounced to the rythm.