My husband's a clown. We go to parties. Weird stuff happens.
Saturday, August 25, 2012
Quantity of a certain beverage makes an impression.
This is never what I want to see when I walk into an elementary kid's party. We just got here, so it's too early to tell, but pray for happy drunks! (One day I'll tell the story of the mean drunk...)
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