Beer Tour...aka neighborhood debauchery on wheels

For Christmas, all of our girls in the 'sac gave our guys a beer tour as a surprise...and then totally crashed the party by joining them.  Yup, that's how we roll.  We rented a huge party bus (complete with stripper pole, because all smart decisions happen with a stripper pole said NO ONE EVER) and went to 3 different breweries over a whole day span.  It was epic, and hilarious, and as the ONLY sober one (I was full-on mid-vertigo at that point so no booze for this already-dizzy girl), I had prime real estate to watch the whole thing go down...it was greatness fabulousville.

Here's some photos you're allowed to see.  For the rest I'd be kicked out of the 'hood.

 I have no shame.  This was the running man.  Or at least my version of the running man.  While dizzy.  Be amazed, be very amazed.