hey, thanks for the Corona.

They met at the Bottleneck to catch a show -- it was Wednesday, which meant $1 beers.

But they couldn't stop there. Slippery nipples, Jäger bombs, bartender's concoctions all joined the PBR cans. Drink followed drink as they took in the show.

As the night wore to morning, the bar emptied out; they followed suit.

Outside, they spotted a rather large touring RV by the curb. As they watched, the man in front of them grabbed the door handle, jumped in and started to close the door.

"Oh, hey there, hi...," they mumbled from the sidewalk at the closing door, joking with one another.

Unexpectedly, the man reopened the door and returned their greeting. Within seconds, they found themselves climbing the stairs on the RV.

"Well, here's our living room, and back there is where we sleep and behind that is the equestrian park," he tells them. "We have a pool downstairs and a triple rainbow on the second floor with the unicorn."

Just as quickly, they found themselves back on the sidewalk.

However, with a cold bottle of Corona in hand.