Was one of my fav thing about being in Madison in the mid-90s. Especially the “Drunk of the Week” because you always checked to see if it was someone you knew.
Used to get handed a stack and asked to spread them around high school.
Years later uncle texts asking if I have weed. At the time yeah I always did. He says bring it to the Berrymore and I smoked up Tim, Eric, and John C Reilly like nbd.
Ahh the old days.