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Shmoocon Da Aftermath...

This is kinda all I remember, sorry...

The hotel lay in a state of disrepair. The misfits of HacDC showed up and started handing out the password to the hotel's mainframe. Once all custmer information was stolen and throughly abused, we took turns snorting huge lines of blow off of the backs of DC's finest call girls. We raided the liquor stores the way you might hit up a grocery store in a hurracain scare. Gallons of Gin and whiskey were consumed with cheap mexican beer as chaser. When the DJ finally showed up we were to wasted to dance. So instead we pulled the fire alarm and fled.