My plan for real-time updates of wedding smashing didn't work out so well. I was either: drunk, drinking, hungover or barred out of my face for the entire weekend and figured no one wanted to read my gibberish.
Final Tally at the Uber-Christian nuptials. 1/3. The one being a wedding night 3 A.M slopfest. Apparently not all of these girls were opposed to getting waxed in the 15th floor hospitality suite.
I brought one condom for the weekend. I didn't use it.
I also did not melt upon contact.
More coming later.
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