For my birthday my girlfriend secretly flew my best friend out from California to surprise me. He had moved out west a few years earlier and hadn't been back for awhile. On the day of my birthday, we decided to go out
for some Irish coffees early in the morning to get things started. My other buddy met up with us at the bar and we all started talking about how we won't be able to do this for awhile again. He was planning on moving across the country as well, and I had plans to take off after the winter. After reminiscing about Rhode Island for a while we somehow got onto the subject of getting some gnarly commemorative tattoos. After a little more whiskey and Gansett, we realized that it was the best idea anyone anyone has ever had before noon on a Saturday and that we needed to hurry up and make this happen before the main stream media caught wind of it and it became a nationwide craze (which it still hasn't somehow). We went to go see a buddy who drew these nasty boys up for us. We're thinking of adding word bubbles.