That's sign language for basketball, which pretty much explains my weekend. I watched tons of hoop and was generally too drunk to talk about it, so I just kept doing this sign.
By myself, lying in a pile of garbage in the alley behind the Plough and Stars.
Just kidding. That's not true. It was behind JJ Foley's.
[update: Apparently, I need to clarify: I really was joking. I didn't spend the weekend drunk lying in the trash behind the Plough and Stars or JJ Foley's.
(it was heroin)]
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