Both of these pages really bring back memories of all the weird shit I've done with my friends. (Bicycle-Boxing, for instance. Or Trashed Tuesday on a school night.) And it really makes me miss those friends that I don't get to talk to, see, or be around at the moment. I wish you would all come back to me as soon as possible, so we can do more weird shit and be ridiculous and happy.
I'm not feeling very well today, along with probably the majority of American adults. Jack and Ginaritas, while sounding like a good idea at the time, were not in my stomach's best interest.
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