I love Pink's new song. You know the one. The one about, erm, hands and what people will be doing with them later that evening. I wish that song was around in college. Especially that night that we girls piled into Zimney's van with no seats and drove x-number of hours to St. Cloud. I had to protect my girls that night--keeping the boys away and I wish that song would've been playing in the background. Ha! Good times.
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What ever happened to Zimney? Do you still talk to her?
You were my life saver that night. As an innocent Morris girl, I didn't know how to handle those randy SCSU boys (like Danielle does). You sure earned your Perkins bread bowl with ranch dressing that night!
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