Well, last night I went to the Purple House (I don't know why it's called that, so don't ask) for Truck City Party. A good time, I had a few beers, and thankfully my liver did not explode from the mono. Unfortunately, I had to go by the name Googie Fragwa for most of the night, but that's because apparently you have to have a dorky name to live
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