Today Hank turns 21. We made it to a big town for it, and plan to have a big night. One of the local bars has a promotion of "free beer night", a brilliant and horrible idea at the same time. Alex decided to stay with us all the to Fargo to witness a 21st birthday, and our plan is to show him how Portlanders get down. Inside the free beer building is three bars combined. Hopping from one to another we found a country bar. Cowboys and cowgirls filled the huge dance floor in the middle. We never thought that line dancing still existed, but we found it. Hank instantly jumped on the floor and quickly learned the cowboy dance. Alex got lured into dancing with a very large lady, and the the rest of the guys ran onto the dancing floor as hank start crumping during a slow dance. Waking in the morning we found out that it was free beer night once again. It was a drunken circle. Free beer night should not exist. On the good side, we kept it all under control and had good fun, and luckily nothing bad happened. We purchased another night at the Hilton to nurse our hangovers before hitting the road. When in Fargo....
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