Post-Rally Depression

Well, Slaughterhouse is over, and it almost killed me. I don’t even remember it. I don’t think I drank more than a beer or two after Thursday night, but all i remember is weird bits, and some of them don’t even seem real. Did Mega Super Ultra really play “I Found That Essence Rare?” Did Matthew actually pick me up and throw me? All I can do is piece it together with pictures. Hopefully someone else can write up something about it. I’m told it was fun.