

We entered every drawing possible, came home with a dozen pens of every size and shape, a piece of the Blarney Stone (really, that's what it says), some note pads, key chains and other swag, not to mention the free back rub from a hotel in the Poconos, and then fell fast asleep until the buzzer rang and Karen and Steven showed up 2 weeks early for Slim's birthday. So we drank the vodka and ate the pretzels they brought and had a pre-unbirthday celebration.

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That was the best pre-unbirthday party I ever went to.
oooh I forgot my identity was "I'm a townie" A Stuyvesant Townie.
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