Ok, freebie.

We were in Cabo for my kid's wedding. The party was pretty epic since everyone flew in days in advance. We'd hang out by the pool all day getting acquainted and buzzed and then go out at night to get absolutely hammered.

Sherri's on her ex's shoulders with the white hat, and the cheerleader (CY) is wearing the straw cowboy hat. Linda's to the far left. Yes, that's a full service pool-side bar. The drinks were strong!

https://scontent.fsan1-1.fna.fbcdn.n...80&oe=5755D562

So we're ripping up Cabo Wabo like mad. Some of the girls ended up on stage with the band shaking it like crazy. CY is up on the bar dancing and loses her footing. I catch her and we both end up back up there going nuts.

The place shuts down and it's time to leave and CY heads for the door. I happen to notice that she's left her purse (with her passport inside) behind. I grab it and give it to her in the parking lot.

We're friends for life now! She's a doll.

She'd be dead if it weren't for you.

*wipes tear*

Fixed. She's still my girl for life based on that one night. Love her to death.

Like I said, the fictionalized version would have been more interesting.

Can we at least all agree that we don't care unless we see gratitude titty pics?

Last night, Pinot noir saved my life. We are, in fact, scheduled for a reinactment in about five minutes.

:p::p::p::p::p::p::p::p::p::p:

You got nothing sonny.

The Philadelphia Inquirer did an article about our prescribed burns on campus.

http://i.imgur.com/p31RG8T.png?1

Should have been the National Enquirer.

You know that's not actually funny, right?