by Ari Collins
She locked eyes with me as she finished belting out "Livin' on a Prayer," handed the microphone to a guy performing "Bitch," and staggered over, collapsing in the arms of... her boyfriend just to my right.
"That one's for you," she slurred, staring intensely into my eyes.
"Ummm," I said, and I meant every word.
Thursday, September 23, 2010
Tommy's Dreams and Gina's Six-String
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