[Disclaimer: I love inside jokes?]
Marj is probably too drunk to remember what we did, so I shall write this entry in order to remind her of what happened...
We ate ice cream. Kurt gave us some Red Bull. That's when it gets blurry, right? Anyhow, we went to buy more but didn't. Then the dancing started. It didn't stop until we reached Alder Road. That's when we found Susie. We followed her. We played "This is the Hour" from Miss Saigon and the music fit perfectly. And we followed her. And followed her. She thought her life was ending. We thought that was pretty funny. She hung up when Tim told her the stalker was us. We drove you home. You stumbled up the front steps and (I hope) put your drunk self to bed.
Lines from a distressed phone call:
"Sam, where are Sean and Kurt?"
"Somebody's seriously following me!"
"It's the people who toilet papered my house!"
"Oh my god, he's high beaming me!"
"If he pulls into my driveway I will seriously cry!"
All thanks to our new favorite substance...I didn't consume as much as Marj the drunkard, but I'll eventually embrace it, I'm sure.
Marj, I hope you LOL! at this. Tomorrow. When your head will be pounding (wink!)
t 7j93 9: hahah she was so plastered