[ Filtered to her OAUT Men; you know who you are ]I'm throwing a party tomorrow night. The sort of party that you don't remember. If you're worried about having to socialize, there will be very little talking, merriment is banned, and the first person to play "Blurred Lines" will be thrown out of the sixteenth floor window.
Vodka and rum will be provided, but if you want mixers, you bring them yourself. Juice is for women ten years away from Type 2 Diabetes.
Do we want to invite Emma? Or is she too Emma?
[ /Filter ] [ Filtered to James Wilson ]Do you want to go out for coffee sometime? Real coffee. Not metaphorical coffee.
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