So, last weekend we went to Mason City for a bike race. We decided to drive the 10 miles to Clear Lake to eat dinner at the place we drank at during OOBRAI, where the owner so graciously offered to give John a ride to a bike shop. We like to put our money where are mouths are...Wait. That doesn't sound right.
Anyway, I sent a group text of the above photo to John and some of our other friends and captioned it: Look! We're making drunk friends.
Then John responded: No. We're drunk. They're working for tips.