But you know what's not so incredible? All that spicy taco salad two hours later, THAT'S WHAT. Let's just say stress has caught up with my gut in a most unfavorable way. So as my revenge on Laura and her delicious-stomach-tearing-spice-monster, here are the previously promised photographic documents of last week's Wine Night. Don't ask what happened when I found the vodka.
Apparently we're bashful winos. And I still don't understand why people think we're sisters, let alone twins. Clearly I am the classier drunk. Thanks for colonoscopy, Laura!
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