OR SKEETER, OR THAT OTHER BLONDE, OR THAT ONE CHICK, WHAT WAS HER NAME AGAIN?.........SORRY, NO PICTURES ALLOWED IN WHERE THE OFFICAL CHRISTMAS PARTY WAS HELD, BUT REST ASSURED, MY EYES ARE TIERD, AND I SMELL OF COTTON CANDY.
AND WHAT DO YOU DO AFTER A LONG NIGHT OF R&R, HEAD TO DENNY'S AND INVITE SKEETER, OR CHANDA, OR WHATS HER NAME. ONLY PROBLEM, THERES NO DENNY'S IN TOWN, WHICH IS A GOOD THING. NOBODY WANTS TO BE EATING A GRAND SLAMWICH AND CATCH A WHIFF OF VOMIT CREEPING UP IN THEIR NOSTRILS AT 4a.m. SO TACO BELL IT WAS.
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