I'm the book that beat the speed-reader, and I'm the card the dealers won't touch. And it's just not true I'm a man-eater; all the same, we should probably go dutch.
The things you pick up as you go.
All clubs should have a Photobooth.
18 years of friendship, and this is what it gets you. She still makes me cry when she steals the stilts; I still accost her for touchy-feely moments of affection that make us all uncomfortable. Awwwww…what are friends for, anyway?
And yes, I see those ducklips. I regret nothing. NOTHING.