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At Least It's A Free Meal (a true confession)

The true confessions of a single girl dating in New York.

Sunday, October 14, 2007

I Heart Bosnia

Toga parties are fun. Stupid fun, but still, fun.

They are fun because I get to get naked under a sheet I'm wearing and get drunk with my friends.

They are fun because I get to go to the liquor store, in said toga, to get more rum.

They are fun because cute boys from Bosnia want to hang out with me afterwards.

Awesome.
Posted by Robin at 5:52 PM
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