Last night was supposed to be a calm, stay-at-home night. We agreed that if we didn't drink, we could eat, so we smoked a bowl, had our favorite sandwiches, and watched Saved. But at 12:45 when the movie ended, we decided that staying in on a Monday was actually a ludicrous idea. We lined up the shot glasses (I had 7 in about 15 minutes), got dressed (flashing corset, bunny ears, and jeans) and went down to Delta Sig. I drank some beer, made Kerry feel incredibly awkward, told Ann she was being socially awkward, squirted multiple people with the penis gun, made fun of basically everyone who has ever existed, and passed out in a random (but really nice) guy's bed. Oops.
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