Hermosa is getting old

I love me some Hermosa Beach, don't get me wrong. I went to Club Sushi with Megan, Jenny, and Sheila for a post Halloween girls night out. Drunk douche bags everywhere. One particularly sloppy dumb ass, walked up to our table, took the half-full bottle of beer off our table and drank it...and never got us another one. Ass.

The requisite visit to Poop Deck for a game of foosball. In case you can't tell, and you probably can't, Sheila is 8 months pregnant. Love you, Sheila!
We had to get our aggressions out at the foosball table because our political conversation became a little heated. Megan, if I called you a fascist, I apologize. We may have scared Sheila off.
Then we went to Fishak (I know...why?) and got our groove on.

Megan flipped through my camera at the end of the night and got mad at me/made fun of me for getting caught looking at my watch in the middle of the dance floor. What?! I had a plane to catch in 12 hours and needed to pack. Sheesh!

Yeah, that's me getting my groove on and that's Jenny laughing at me. I like making people laugh.Regardless, as long as my girls are with me, I always have a great time.