[foot-loose]

footie, you should get sauced tonight and come up with an alternate reality.

Ooft, thats peer pressure.

I'm gonna tell teacher.

[kendra k]

haha. how about next time you find yourself drunk, come here and tell us about it.

[foot-loose]

I thought I did that anyways and then woke up the next morning and think "oh crap, what did I write in there this time..."

[kendra k]

just making sure you keep the tradition. though, your poor liver!

[foot-loose]

My liver packed its bags and went on holiday.

That was about three years ago - i've not even had a postcard.