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I was just about to pop open the bottle to my jack daniels when I looked up and saw who it was that just came into the party room.
Boy did that really kill the vibe. I asked him nicely to leave, but
he just sat there and kept on yapping. I couldn' take it anymore, so I
decided to teach them a lesson
about the history of Bloomsbury Books. As I launched into a story about Virginia Woolf's love of crochet, Matt interrupted, reminding me it was time for my
one shot at life with a hysterical ending.
