There's a stranger in my bed, there's a pounding my head glitter all over the room, pink flamingos in the pool.I smell like a minibar,DJ's passed out in the yardBarbie's on the barbeque.There's a hickie or a bruise? Pictures of last night ended up online. I'm screwed, oh well it's a black top blur, but I'm pretty sure it ruled. Thanks God it´s Friday!
