HOW I SPENT MY FRIDAY NIGHT
"Hello? There's a party? I'll be right over!"


"I think I'll just sit here in the corner and... hmmm... Is that a glass of wine on the table? Well... maybe just one."


"I wonder why drinking six glasses of wine makes me want to chain-smoke."


"I wonder why drinking sixteen glasses of wine make me act... uh... silly. Does this hair make me look like Bradykins? Oh, and Greg, those lips had better not be going where I think they're going!"


"So... so... tired..."


ADDENDUM: And I spent Saturday on the couch, wishing I would just die. The End.