As prophesied, the Oscar party was off the chain.
I had my fill of top shelf booze that really complimented my slurring speech and my increasingly worse jokes.
The grub was solid. I mainly focused my eating attention on the Sushi bar and the grilled Salmon. All in all, it was another sweet party and I can't wait to do it all over again next year.
Glamour
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apparently the mere phrase "after party" can get r. kelly's remix to ignition stuck in my head for anywhere from 5-8 hours.
it's not you. it's me. lately everything goes back to popular rap from my teenage years. probably it's brain tumors. wanh wanh.
but about you.
i remember my sister commenting once, "it's not that every joke bruno makes is funny. it's that he WILL JUST KEEP GOING until he is funny."
fortitude dude.
Just like Usain Bolt:
Then I DJ'ed the after party
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