so, yeah. i'm a rockstar. and i can command a room when i'm so inclined. and random, amazon wimmins will occasionally walk up to me and demand to know what i'm drinking because i'm having way more fun than anyone else in the room. of course, the obvious answer is "whatever you're buying." that was met with such approval that she demanded i meet her friends after she went to the bar and promptly brought me a double maker's. i met her friends, but i grew quickly bored with them because they were not nearly as kick ass as i am. what's best is, before i left, i told amazon that her friends were as fun as a box of rocks. even after that, amazon continued to come talk to me, from across the room, just to bask in my glow. she demanded i come back over the weekend-- she'll be sure to look for me.
yeah, i lost my filter. if you find it, keep it. i don't want it back.
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don't look for it. this is more interesting.
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