Ahhh, the memories ... Johnny doing a belly-shot off of a could-be playmate's stomach ... The unbelieveably hot young lady that took Johnny's fishing hat and danced with it for the rest of the night (exactly why didn't we go and get it back the next night, as she suggested?) ... Bridgey's recently paroled childhood friend bringing a few of us to the infamous Gold Club ... Reliving my teenage fantasies watching a few particular ladies at Cheetah's ... did we see any baseball games while we were there? Oh yeah, I have a John Smoltz #29 hat to prove it!

A special trip for me, because this was the last trip my Dad made with us. None of the guys on the trip (myself included) had any idea he had terminal cancer, and that was just the way Pistol wanted it. Thanks Dad, your simple idea has turned into a lifetime of memories for me and my friends!

Trip Highlights (again, provided by Junior):

• The best strip club I have ever seen.
• Paying $6 for a game ticket and getting a free cap.
• The best strip club I have ever seen.
• BAR-Atlanta
• Every woman you see is tall, thin, beautiful, and friendly