Seriously, I'm tired of this, lets get together to play munchkin, but wait lets all have serious talks, then pretend it didn't happen just to let it happen again in the not so near future.
The good part of the night was werewolf. Can't a black man stay alive for more then two minuets? Carlos played and enjoyed it, but he left cause damn, munchkin was over.
Esty got real drunk, real quick. That's what happens when the talks get to you, but what ever.
I took three shots so esty wouldn't, and that was how I got the headache.
The headache ruined the night for me, but I endured, like always...
Anyway, food is here, so I must go...
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