While celebrating Theresa's bachelorette party, we couldn’t help but wonder why we were the oldest group of girls sending off one of our friends to be married? To make matters even more interesting, I happened to be the only single girl at the party. There goes my shot at getting Theresa up on the mechanical bull. And nothing says “F-you” more than four groups of twenty-one year olds dancing around with light up penises on their heads.
Well, at least T had fun and the food was great.
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