Last night, I went to the cleanest house party of my collegiate career. It was the ladies' farewell party as they are moving for their student teaching before graduating in May. "Shut-up" was the closest thing to fowl language that I heard uttered, and the snack/drink table held a gallon of milk, a gallon of chocolate milk, and a couple two liters of 7-up.
The majority of the party was spent dancing ridiculously to songs by our oh-so-beloved boy bands, mainly the Backstreet boys, and those Spice Girls. We danced to the point of making the floor bow beneath us.
Not quite what parties at DU look like. Leave it up to Jess and Stacy Mac to have a wholesome throw-down. Love you girlies!
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