6 August 06
The ladies of Quantico street invite everyone for a festive pineapple party. Ten hours of boozing and schmoozing. We played a horse shoes/cornhole kind of game Ben's brother invented called Washers. Rat and I got demolished both times we play. Burgers and dogs. I made deviled eggs for the first time, all but one were devoured. Guitars and Skip it on the curb when it got dark. As we passed out in the bottom room, a dance party commenced over head. We we woke, Lucas informed everyone what had transpired in our slumber. Beej, Heej and Lohsh.
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