tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-293761964466052089.post5173078193044698085..comments2023-04-30T10:06:06.097-05:00Comments on The Black Cat Diaries: You Haven’t Really Been Deathly Ill...Carie Juettnerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15860907904415263165noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-293761964466052089.post-48962272446441751922013-01-08T11:47:47.902-06:002013-01-08T11:47:47.902-06:00LOL-- There was no actual puking after the Lost Bo...LOL-- There was no actual puking after the Lost Boys game, just fear-of-puking. And I honestly think that had much more to do with the quantity of Doritos and cream cheese ingested and less to do with the amount of alcohol ingested.Carie Juettnerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15860907904415263165noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-293761964466052089.post-22648329071263942562013-01-07T21:57:35.138-06:002013-01-07T21:57:35.138-06:00Dare I say "good story" no. I'll say...Dare I say "good story" no. I'll say "well written" story. I didn't know you wanted to eat the guinie pig. Eww<br />That really took me back to my drunken plane ride from Dallas to Tampa. Thank u taco cabana and drinking too much wine from penis straw. (too much info)<br />Good times<br />I don't remember you crying that time we played the list boys drinking game- after much puking. Oh but wait- you wouldn't know about that it must have just been something you read about. ;)kelley fontenothttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06180802097548558948noreply@blogger.com