Ken's Birthday
So, it wasn't that big a surprise. It was fun. I think we had more fun
keeping the tarp under control than partying with friends. Well, Maybe
not.
And then there was smoke.
The boob crown
The Handcuffs ... followed closely by forced tickling.
The biting of toes.
Then we went dancing and then we went to I-Hop. I was too ill to eat.
Poor Nat had to take me home. I hadn't drank more than a single shot,
but I was coughing all day. Imagine that, me coughing.
All the pictures here
.
It wasn't me. You can't prove anything.
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