Chris and I decided to try the fine dining of Pueblo, courtesy of DJ's Steakhouse.
Don't let the rainbow fool you. Between the wall fountain, the lack of discussion at any other table but ours, the pink walls, and curtains in the bathroom, we had more fodder for laugher than ever. This was after almost getting shot in the ghetto.
Needless to say, we'll be sticking to Texas Roadhouse.
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