Wild Turkey and Vegas.  What could possibly go wrong?

Maybe it was the Budweiser chaser. Maybe being sandwiched by Tullamore Dew and Harp. And a beer and some wine at dinner.

Hey, let’s Facebook some pics!

Hey, lets post some insightful comments!

Hey! Another round?  Fuck yeah!

JANE: What happened?
THOR: We drank. We fought. He made his ancestors proud.
JANE: Put him on the bed.
SELVIG: I still don’t believe you’re the God of Thunder… But you ought to be.

Suddenly, it’s tomorrow. It’s exactly Jesus-Fuck-it’s-early o’clock tomorrow.