This is made of three old doors

Will and I built this bar so we would have something to serve drinks from during Evil Matt's graduation party. It lived on Wormy's porch for the next two years and played host to easily a dozen more gatherings. When Patrick, Wormy's old roommate, was about to move out and head for Cali, I was given the warning that the bar had to be moved or it was going to get thrown. Much to my surprise, Matt welcomed this desicated and rotting thing into his living room in Montgomery and lavished attention on its repair. That's Timmy sitting in front looking like an Achtung era Bono in his Fly glasses and skull cap. Sorry Tim, I couldn't help pointing that out.

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