Last Night...

...I feel like I got hit by a truck. We have a nice night out a 'family restaurant'. I don't think Hooters qualifies as a family restaurant. Everyone had a great night, and so did I until about 11:00. Something just hit me. Maybe it was those wings. Or those Hooters girls. Or Jared driving at 100 mph. One of those hit me last night when we were out, and I probably made an ass out of myself. It's alright though, we had a hell of a time.