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On Friday night, I went to Clod's and ran into Mike Hass. He was carrying two pitchers of beer. And I literally ran into him. He spilt beer on my chest and down my pants. My left breast was soaked. :-|
People in the bar clapped, I apologized profusely, and then quickly left.
My bad.
Posted by Stacy on February 7, 2005 09:43 PM | Filed In: Undergrad
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