Already shitfaced after a Jason Webley concert and having carried out the human knot task, we (hecherz,pirateymonkey, rachel and some non-players) headed to a bar. Upon pirateymonkey's suggestion I ordered a drink for an interesting looking fellow.

It was a shot of skyy and it was to be delivered on behalf of "the impaler". I set up a friend to take some discrete photos but he reported that they did not come out. So I recruited another friend to just go with me and take some less than discrete photographs while I visited my stranger . I approached the stranger and found that he himself was playing an interesting game. It was some kind of card game with a story involving failed American businessmen who fled to Mexico to become wrestlers. So my friend and I are walking by the stranger's table and, in a thick russian accent, I begin inquiring about this game. And we go back and forth a bit before I take off. As we are walking away I ask my friend if he got any good shots, to which he replies, "that was the guy?". I grumble and we go back. I offer many accented apologies and tell the people at the table that my friend is "not so sharp" and that I must have a picture with the stranger. So we took the photos and as we walk away I say "sf0 dot org, zero with slash" (think thick russian accent)