and woke up this morning thinking "What the hell did I say and do last night??" I had fun I know, dirty danced with an ex-boyfriends ex, now you figure that one out. Played pool, had chalk wars, we left looking like ghosts. Laid face down on the bench for a bit, danced some more. One guy even asked "Are those real?" I had to reply "Yep, they are there in case I fall down so I'll bounce back up!" After all the fun I ended up sitting outside in the cold (I didn't realize it was cold) doing the drunken phone thing. Then we all had cheeseburgers with extra grease!! Now was that fun or what?
