Yearly Christmas dinner with the dudes. We usually go out to a fancy restaurant, have some drinks, catch up.

This year we went to Red Lobster. It started off as a joke, and somehow turned into, "fuck it, let's just really go to Red Lobster." A little bit "it would be funny," a little bit "it's been an expensive year" and a little bit, "why not? who cares where we go honestly, we'll have fun."

Nick: When I came in the door the hostess immediately said, "Are you with the seven?" The Seven. It's so ominous.
Me: Like we're a secret society.
Nick: And she knew right away I was with you guys. No hesitation.
Me: Maybe you walked in with the exact same level of ironic enjoyment.
Hansen: Anyone else ordering a Lobsterita?