Friday, May 9, 2003

The day I met the cops

All was going well during our girls only dinner (vtp, to be explained sometime later) at Mariana's, until the cops decided to pay us a visit. And, for our surprise, they were not stripper cops, hired to entertain us - they were real cops.

Neighbors can be terrible sometimes. You can't call the cops on an innocent girl's dinner... Just buy some earplugs and be happy!

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