Hey peeps. I'm looking for a party. Tomorrow is New Year's Eve, and my parents said they aren't going to stay up until midnight. Lame. New Year's Eve is supposed to mean booze and bitches (clarification: female dogs), and I'm stuck home with two fuddy duddies and Lulu.
So invite me to your party. I will be the life of the party. Call me. Or text me. Or just come kidnap me.
FLASH
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