So last night we met up with a couple of friends for my birthday. It was fun. We had a great time. The band was really great. I tried my first jager bomb. It tasted like Nyquil. Kevin said it wasn't made right. He only had a couple of sips of his and poured the rest in my glass. He subsisted on Bud Light the rest of the evening. Me, I stuck with pineapple juice. And maybe a little Malibu rum for flavor. Hee hee hee hic.

The beer bottle is not mine. Honest.

Oooh...a lapdance from my husband!

I just luvs him soooo much.

Aren't we cute?
Until next time, keep on hooking.
Terri
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