At work the next day after the Fourth, one of my coworkers mentioned that it was something else to travel home along the lakefront bikepath late night, after the cookouts and fireworks were over.
"Like how?", I was like.
They paused for a second, and then were like, "Like a woman was just standing in the middle of the bikepath, taking a selfie, and chugging out of a bottle of Crown Royal."
"Really?", I was like.
"Well," they were like, "Maybe not chugging, I think they might have just been posing like they were chugging."
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