It was my best friend's birthday yesterday. I called her and our conversation went something like this:
Tammy: You should go out for your birthday.
Stacey: Do you think I have time to go out?
Tammy: Haha. All right. Go out this weekend. Get drunk.
Stacey: So I can hurl all night?
Tammy: Sounds good to me. Don't forget to give me the "drunken call." You know, the one like I always give you when I'm drunk.
Stacey: Haha. Those. You know... "Hey, Stacey. I'm SOOOO~ drunk. Insert-extraneous-ex-boyfriend-name-here is SUCH a bastard!"
Tammy: Haha. You know the one!
Yeah... Always the best time to get drunk: realizing the last guy you dated is a f*cking bastard. Damn. Those were the days. =]
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