Never listen to Pfif when he's been drinking. Especially when it comes to directions. We were at the game this Saturday, watching the Sox blow a 6 run lead so we were drinking heavily. After the game, we went to Cask And Flagon for even more booz. Well, last call came around and everyone started to leave the bar, so we went down to Kenmore and hopped onto the train. We were all following Pfif and we ended up on the wrong greenline train out of Kenmore. Great, where the hell were we going? Actually, it was kind of like the blind leading the blind. We were all so smashed due to numerous rounds of beers and some complimentary jack and cokes, which were pretty much just jack.

So we get off the train, b-line to the next train in the opposite direction, head back to kenmore and get on the right train.

[Great, now Smitty's confused.]

[Dave, we're on the right train this time... Right?]

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