My friends and I had ourselves a shuffle. It was called the Shirtless Shuffle, and it was awesome, from the little I can remember. Yes, we went to bar after bar with no shirts (but spiffy jackets) on. Oddly enough, despite the wildly popular business establishment "no shirt, no shoes, no service" trend, the only bar we had any trouble getting into was the very last one. Oh, actually we got in, and then I was thrown out immediately after for the crime of shirtlessness. Damn you Broney's!

There were plenty of pics, this one is of my two roommates.