Labadoobie
A party that goes on until you forget your name, your pants, and why you came in the first place. It’s loud, it’s wild, and it’s full of people who don’t care.
I came for pizza. I left with a headache, a bruise, and a new best friend.
I didn’t know I was at a Labadoobie until my neighbor started crying and my dog started dancing.
I showed up in socks and left in a wheelchair. It was worth it.