All three of my buddies got way too faded. Rashad was dancing with some 31 year old chick. That club was freakin' awesome. Carlos threw up out the side of the car while I was driving 75 on the freeway. Crazy Mexicans came up to me asking to use my phone because they were running from the police after they beat up some "cocky Chino".
More stuff happened, but it's hard to remember everything when I was also pretty drunk. All in all, a good night. I hope Vegas is even better.
I'm still thinking about you. I can't help it. I have no idea what to do about it either. I guess I'll be off to the gym then.
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