Packed house. p.s. the guy on stilts was scary.
The reason I went to the party to begin with … although they were slackin with the whore-derves.
Me and the Wing-Woman
Stupid Chris tied balloons to us. I don’t know why. But I immediately felt like one of htose kids whose parents are too lazy to watch over them and strap a leash onto them instead.
I wasn’t drunk, just sweaty ew
Good times!
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