Okay, minor details: The craziness started after we left the bar, when our DD got a DUI. I can sum up the rest of the night with four words: I am a pimp.
I am sure you are as cool as your sister. Her coolness will umbrela you with cool. Did you get my number? I'll be in sac from the 18/19th to the 5th of Jan.
Are you telling people I'm cool again? Stop that. They expect things then.