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Nothing makes a better capper to a night out on the town than to share a train car with 7 drunken buffoons on the way home. This merry band of intoxicated eegits got on at West 4th and continued on to my stop, alternately singing "The Irish Rover" at the top of their lungs, cursing each other out, saying the word douchebag, and generally making me laugh my ass off the entire way home. Also hilarious was the group trying to hit on two other girls on the train on their way home. Word to the wise: drunken slurs do not a suave Romeo make.

I haven't seen the Drunktard Tabernacle Choir in action in years, so it's nice to see they haven't changed at all.

(I tried to see if they'd been to a concert or something, as they were all wearing wristbands, but no one was sober enough to provide a straight answer. Ah well.)