After skiing, a bunch of us met up at the Dubh Linn Gate, where we all drank a large number of Irish Car Bombs*. Disgusting.
* An Irish Car Bomb is half a glass of guiness and a shot glass of half Bailey's and half Irish Whiskey. You drop the shot into the guiness, then chug it before the Bailey's curdles.
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![]() The first of many rounds. |
![]() Dave, Cooper, and that girl again. |
![]() More folks. |
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Car bombs galore. |
![]() This is the girlfriend of Jason, the guy I used to live with a long time ago. (Not J, although his name is also Jason.) |
![]() That's actually Jason right there, between Eric and Dave. |
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![]() God, here we go again. |
![]() Eric, Cooper, and me. |
![]() Neil, Shannon, Colleen. |
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![]() Cooper and his two sons, who joined us for the weekend. |
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![]() Frightening. |
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Girl meets burger. |
![]() Walking back to our room. |