Apr 02, 2005 04:17
I'm going to kill whoever managed to gather dresses for all of us. Then, when I'm done I'm going to kill Lee for being an idiot and for not having to wear a dress. And maybe then I'll kill Sam for making every time we run into each other awkward and tense. Or maybe that's my own doing.
Let's look at it this way; party equals lots of booze, which equals one drunk Starbuck.