So the second night of our class reunion, I won a birdhouse

[LaraMN]

made out of a license plate,:crazy: for being "the first one who had to go home," the previous night.
:rofl:

It was fun though. I felt very loved; mostly by drunk people, but hey, I'll take it.

[Taverner]

1. Was there foot worship?????

"Beatnik is German for bootmaker!"

[LaraMN]

2. What?

You mean was I on the ground outside the pub, puking, inside the first two hours? Yep. All I remember was hearing, "Lara, honey, can you move over a little bit, you're leaning in it," and some bystander's discourse about my legs and my boobs.:rofl:

[Taverner]

3. Ahhhh...a poor victim of improper imbibery

Remeber - don't eat the worm Lara...

[LaraMN]

4. "Don't eat the worm"....

I haven't decided how to interpret that, yet...