We dance round in a ring and suppose...

My night..

Was full of drag queens (one of which was on roller skates) , beyoncé, sexy men, dancing (and sweating like a pig), prostitutes in sparkly fedoras, potential love interest for one of my best friends (who also ends up being the last person i would expect to see at a gay bar in D.C. and a friend of mine!), more booty shaking, nakedness, dolla bills rainin on dem hoes, mcdonalds, some other crazy shit i cant think of at the moment and some more great people, and finally, in the drive through at McDonald’s, a crazy man in a fake mustache handing us a cupcake via purple pool noodle through the window of the car (he then cheered with the other strange people in his car as he sped away). 

So it was pretty much the greatest night ever.

The End