Saturday night I found myself on a Party Bus time machine en route to a Keith Sweat concert at The Emerald Queen Casino. Keep in mind that I was in the 5th grade when he was at his prime, so this adventure was one brought on by my more mature fiance. It was interesting to say the least, and I was the only one in the crowd that didn't sing along, only because I didn't know the words. But, I was a good sport and danced and drank, and after the smell of cigs was washed out of my hair it was all in all another good story - and I'm not going to hide that my favorite part of the evening was the Party Bus:
Cheers!
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