RIP Cain and Abel's

I just found out today that my favorite college hangout (think the Peach Pit, but with less color and no Brandon Walsh) has been destroyed due to a fire. To this fire, I say this: "You son of a bitch". I feel like a part of me has died. Ashley suggested having a Cains Memorial Service- we would try to find a place that has dollar beer or at least one that's all wooden. I know after the death of a loved one, it helps to remember the good times. So here are a few Cain and Abel's memories I would like to share with everyone (they are vague mainly b/c they are fuzzy):
1. All the times spent playing pool, esp. those special moments when it would be free for some reason.
2. The many, many, many free drinks donated to us by Mike and Jason (I'll never forget you guys...never forget you)...and Ellis the owner, who though he tried to stop the free drink ring... well, that pissed me off, so I can only say he didn't completely suck.
3. The moment when Cain's tried to enter the big leagues by expanding the outside area and adding a classy sign (yet still keeping the rope lighting around the fence)
4. $1 beer, Tuesday nights- need I say more?
5. All the drunken sex/making out that resulted from a long night at Cain's. In my head, I toast you.
And those are just a few memories. I probably made an ass of myself at Cain's more than at any other place ever. And for this, I cry on the inside for this monumental loss.
Reagan