We all know I love dressing up to go drinking, so showing up at a 3L's rock star theme party was a foregone conclusion. Of course the tattoos I drew all over my arms in sharpie are still there this morning, and it wasn't until our third possession in this morning's flag football game that I remembered I was still wearing eyeliner. That stuff is surprisingly difficult to wash off. But now I know how Steven Tyler feels when he wakes up in the morning. Old.
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