Sometimes things are unicorns made of baby laughter and narwals swimming through skittles, sometimes things are just a poonami of craptacular proportions. Sometimes the normal lexicon just isn't enough.
Here's to good friends
I just have to say, when we are with friends, I feel like the richest person in the world. Here's to good friends, a last minute trip to PF Chang's, breaking out the fondue pot, and finding more people who like big words.