Fueled by adult beverages, the idiots came unglued from their barstools at the Dolphin Room and burst forth onto Polk Gulch, creating havoc and pandemonium among the citizenry. Always with the intention of having a few laughs and enjoying the moment. Their intelligence is always in question, but somehow, they persevere and come out smelling like roses. The picaresque tales are true, but their veracity may have somehow been clouded by an abundance...