My group of friends from high school are putting together a little mini reunion
in Memphis, and the trash-talking/threats of late night drinking and mayhem/
old high school photo swapping has commenced. And it's getting ugly. Real ugly.
It all started innocently enough when I sent a senior year photo of a group
of us wearing jeans so high that even steve urkel let out a gasp.
But then I got schooled. By Lou. Who sent a photo from our senior year Destin trip,
in which I'm caught red handed (and headed) in some sort of Magic Mike moment.
There are no words... Or amount of sanitizer...To help me through this.
