The 5-Color event went well and Mike and I got to show off our wicked pimp challies including the gayest toast imaginable.
The whole ordeal was improved by Mike’s pimp shirt:
I don’t know if it’s correlated but, today I woke up to terrible back pain. Sitting hurts, and negotiating a shower requires a kibuki-like dance to cover everything without muscle pain. Apparently I 5-colored harder than I thought. Alternatively, I was attacked by ninjas in my sleep. Based on the lack of damage to my home I fended them off successfully but at some personal cost.