Saturday, December 18, 2004
To drool, or not to drool.
Wow. What a night. I think Cara and I each busted our guts from laughing so much. Well, it started at Dairy Queen. I got a hot dog with sauce and really I didn't think the sauce would be spicy, but I seriously could not breath. Then, Casey meets me and Cara there, and she's talking on her cell while Cara is eating her Cupcake. Cara licks her spoon with blue icing on it, and starts talking about blue balls, and I look up at her and she starts drooling INTO her half eaten cupcake. I never have laughed so hard, and so long in my entire life. I mean, the drool was running out of her mouth like a water faucet. Ok, that may be exaggerated, but still, omg. After we ate, we headed down to the Dro. Sat around, laughed at more shit, surveyed guys about stupid questions. Then we had some *car problems*, yea, not mine, someone else's. It got cold so Cara and I sat in my car. I was sick of my Pepsi so I thought I'd toss it out the door, but right after I did, I remembered that Tim Cecil was there, so I ran out of my car and was like, "OMG! My pop, I dropped it!!!"
I'm so tired.
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