
Just a small summary of what I can remember or have seen in photos taken:
-I made five dollars dancing on the bar to the Big Butt Song by Sir Mixalot. Yeah.
-I humped a wall
-I met a woman who was wearing a santa hat crown. True story. I have documented proof:
-I made five dollars dancing on the bar to the Big Butt Song by Sir Mixalot. Yeah.
-I humped a wall
-I met a woman who was wearing a santa hat crown. True story. I have documented proof:

And this was one of the last pictures I took last night. My tongue is blue from all the shots of blue curacoa based drinks I had. I had a lot of blue curacoa. A LOT.
Which is why I feel so spectacular today...
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