I missed our corporate party last night over on the lot.
I've learned from bitter experience last year that if a girl isn't at the very least extremely tipsy, it's kind of not very fun. Not like that time they had a merry-go-round and my sequined top got perfectly enmeshed in my friend Rachael's loosely knitted sweater - now, them was good times, Dear Reader. Good times.
I mean, it's not that you can't have fun without being drunk... well, crap, maybe it is. Whatever. Don't you judge me!
Anyhoodle. I missed the party. However, I went to an office Christmas party a few years back that would surely take the prize for Bestest Christmas Partay EVAR.