To ring in 2007, we headed over to the Rhino. At first, when we got there, it was pretty okay, but then Disoriental, Reece, and Wax Romeo started spinning over in the restaurant, and things got super good (and I got super trashed). Our dancing shoes were on (my real shoes, on the other hand, were only on for part of the night), and we haven't had that much room to bust moves in so, so long.
Guess who's back in the muthafuckin house?
Yep, Melissa.
A big thanks to our DJs.
See what I'm saying? Sooo much room to dance.
Erica's cool because she saw us naked once.
Haven't you heard? It's 2007, and
subtlety is dead. I decided that last night.
Happy New Year, friends.
~sarah p.
Guess who's back in the muthafuckin house?
Yep, Melissa.
A big thanks to our DJs.
See what I'm saying? Sooo much room to dance.
Erica's cool because she saw us naked once.
Haven't you heard? It's 2007, and subtlety is dead. I decided that last night.
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