I'm not sure what did me in- the Southern Comfort shot with Stick, the red wine, the champagne, the fuzzy navel, the ginger-Morgan or the vodka & ginger ales. All I know is that I spent the whole night on the dance floor, running around with the inflatable guitar they handed out, beating people over the head with the guitar. I was off my ass. I only hope that someone has a video of it, because I was beyond funny. You can see in this picture how much fun I'm having. And I was singing along to EVERY SONG that played. Oh- I walked
next to some girl named Jill, one of Alex's long-time friends. When the bridal party had their dance, the song was
James Taylor, "You've Got a Friend." As a knee-jerk reaction to hearing a song I was familiar with, I began singing
along while I danced with Jill. After hearing me sing for a while, she goes to me, "I don't know what's more sad,
the fact that you're singing or that you actually know the words."
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