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The whole of Saturday passed by in a drunken whirl of unabashed silliness, dancing, laughter, camera whoring, friendship and pure madness.

Happy Hen Night, Sandy! I hope you had a great night, despite the lack of a hunky stripper.

And now, I have gone and left my camera and all my memory cards in the boyfriend’s car so I can’t edit the incriminating pictorial evidence of our excesses. Boo.

I’m broke as hell now. Sobs.

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