Ain’t no Kool-aid in my cup!
Inspired by the ravings of Pete, I bought a bottle of Grey Goose vodka this weekend. Now I know what all the fuss is about! It was so good that I woke up this morning and had no idea where I was, how I got there or why most of my clothes were on the floor. I was later informed that I also ran down the hill at Sara’s parents house (at 1 in the morning) and had a hell of a time trying to get back up…