You should have at least been able to score some good meth. When Sonic is the fanciest restaurant in town, you know you're in Hicksville, U.S.A.
Not what from what I saw. Your wife is "hawt" unless she let go of the leash and allowed you to travel there with a male friend.
I had a great time, although I was I would have payed for better seats. I can't wait for march so I can do it again.
I feel like Paul Sorvino in Goodfellas after Henry Hill got pinched--"Hey, you broke your [Blazer] cherry!"