friday the thirteenth. lucky us!



someone left work and someone got a little bit older. so we all went out, a herd of us, stayed out so late we got kicked into the hotel, instead of out. which makes for a good change, cause usually we get booted out - as a herd - for drunk and disorderly. or just having too much fun. michael jackson danced in the street for us, one of us got to slap a man, there was ice being hidden in clothing, a bit of pathetic argy-bargy outside (oh, grow up boys, you couldn't fight your way out of a wet paper bag!) and nearly enough vodka consumed to run russia dry.
same time next week!

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