I primped. I'm wearing my tightest jeans and most flattering shirt combo (layering is still in!). I fought with my hair and won. I'm moussed and plucked and styled and shaved and ironed and moisturized.
I am good to go.
Now I wait till my company arrives.
What will ensue? Drinking. Dancing. General Mischief. Yelling. Kissing. Grinding. SINGING. Fucking (if I'm lucky - No. If you're lucky).
Bring on the good times baby, cause if you don't I'm gonna come round and kick your ass and take 'em. (I ain't no Holla back girl)
Till then...
I wait.
T minus till Good Times.
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