"It happens to the best of us." Not really what I wanted to hear after the Mardi Gras celebration, but I did. Not because anyone had to hold my hair or anything, but because by the end of the night the tears wouldn't stay in their tear ducts where they belong. Ugh. I don't even know anymore why I was crying. But apparently, it happens to the best of us.....
I would have rather it happened to the rest of them. Not me.
All in all (despite the last hour of the evening), it was a fun time. I saw some boob. Saw some fake penis. I think my friend got a picture of a dude BITING someones nipple. OMG. OK. WRONG. I could have done without the johnny on the spots and the LACK of TP that most of them lacked. But fun times....I do think I will hold off on the ALL DAY drinking for a while though. (well, I guess until next year)
AFTER
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