my feet feel really smooth. i drove forty miles in an oversized sweatshirt and boxers. i tricked seven blissfully intoxicated college students in an economy-sized car (one in the trunk) into a liberated, uninhibited edwin mccain sing-along. i spent fifteen minutes trying to find my way out of a parking lot on my own at three in the morning. i
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All I did was scream "Danny Boy" (or the parts I knew, otherwise just drunkenly slurred very loudly) at the top of my lungs with likeminded teenaged boys
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