arron's girlfriend works for a booze company so there were little bottles of booze all over the place. the apartment was pretty beautiful and her dog ruled. he was all muscles and energy. he kept trying to lick between my toes which i didn't really mind. when the free booze led to things getting out of control, phil and i peaced. we got back to his place, ate the leftover steak, drank the run-off and seconds after laying down in bed i got back up, puked for awhile and woke up starving this morning.
not too shabby.
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