First!
I just want it on the record...it's 5:14 AM, I am home, unbroken and (unfortunately) unmolested, and, even more shockingly, 80% sober.
It was the best Blarg Hop ever. And this year, I remember all of it.
More to come. Now, though...sleep, and hopefully lots of it.
Holy shit, dude.
It was the best Blarg Hop ever. And this year, I remember all of it.
More to come. Now, though...sleep, and hopefully lots of it.
Holy shit, dude.
posted by Helen the Felon at 5:15 AM
12 Comments:
what a fucked up nite--sober and unmolested.
~Becky
hell, you might as well have stayed home.
No way. You girls missed out, seriously. You'll see, once everyone wakes/sobers up and the photos start going up.
Hey, I admit it. I'm envious. Glad to hear you were able to follow through on the coat resolution. I await a full report.
You, m'lady are one crazy fun ball of hotness!
Can I be like you when I grow up?
Quite an achievement to make it through to the end, Helen. You're a better man than I am!
Love HB8
Waah. I'm sorry I missed it. Looking forward to the reports...
Damn stomach flu. Damn pathological sociophobia...
I'll bet you never forget the Cock. Fun, huh?
Such fun we had!
Yes.
You know what really works well with a hangover?
Hairballs.
That's right.
Hairballs.
But only if fresh and piled just right.
While I don't regret being in Boston with my honey, it would have been grand to hang with you all again. Hopefully next time.
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