So, um. Today it hurts. Last night though, it was awesome. Morning commute text message convo as follows:

Quinne: "The dance floor in my living room is still intact."

Dangerrr: "You planning hangover dance sesh?"

Quinne: "You know it! The Awesome was strong with us last night!"

Dangerrr: "Hell yeah awesome in full effect. How does Roach not wanna kill us?"

Quinne: "She smokes hella weed..."

Dangerrr: "Haha"

Quinne: A High Awesome advisory was issued for 2*** B********* Street."

Dangerrr: "The camera must be awesomed-out."

Quinne: "It's GLOWING!"

Dangerrr: "Are the photos totally redic?"

Quinne: "OMG Yes..."

Dangerrr: "I totally played invisible girdleitar!.. Oh man stripper pole doorway!"

Quinne: "Thriller on repeat!"

Dangerrr: "Your Thriller dance is 2nd to none. Epic titrock karaoke!"

Quinne: "Oh man. My neighbors hate me I bet..."

Dangerrr: "They're just jealous."

Quinne the Angry Piracorn

Top: Quinne & Dangerr pre-party polaroid
Bottom: Dangerrr & Roach pre-party polaroid