03.02.02 :: 2:04 pm

Oh, what a game of Tittie Touch it was. I have never matched so many breasts in my life.

All in drunken good fun.

The bus ride home nearly killed us and I woke up today with a very bad sore throat and stuff head. Not good.

Tonight, I think we're hanging out at Miss Sweettits' and her hubby's new home. More drinking will occur, I imagine.

Can't wait, either.

Now I have to go seduce the man downstairs, find images with orange color schemes, and eat soup.

In that order.

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