Wirecutter - a lifetime or two ago.

Me and my tight brother Chuck, probably about 1982. I was barely out of the Army, he had gotten out of the Navy about the same time. I was working a day job and then working for his dad on the ranch weekends doing cowboy work to make ends meet.
Typical Friday night, a shitload of people over at his house on the other side of his folk's property getting fucked up. The next morning there'd be so many people passed out on the floor you couldn't move without stepping on somebody.
This picture must've been taken early in the evening seeing as we're both upright.