Last night. Ouch. Jenn's parents are gone for the weekend, so she provided her, Katie, and myself with Russian-style alcoholic goodness. So I drank about 7 pounds of vodka, put Jenn's underwear on over my clothes, and rolled around on the floor like an idiot. We tried to watch The Benchwarmers, but we were too drunk and we didn't. Napoleon was
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