Just Girls Being Girls

“Just promise me you won’t get kidnapped. You don’t have Hayden around anymore to keep you out of trouble.” -another gem from Marti

Whatever could my dear mother be referring to?

In other (less pedophile-related) news, I got a call from Kayla this morning.

I made the mistake of asking how she celebrated Bath Salt Thursday – because obviously we established disturbing nicknames for every day of the week long ago. (You can check her Twitter for more info.) In summary…

– Our friend lost her phone and bike, as well as puked on basically every square mile of Oxford

– They still have no idea how she got home

– Our other friend also took the trek home solo. Which meant walking 3 miles. She then passed out in the bathtub.

– She also woke up incredibly greasy… probably due to the baby oil she somehow spilled all over herself the night before

– Oh and she peed on the club’s dance floor

– Kayla lost her iPhone case. That’s right, not the phone, just the case.

Also, based on the photos she sent me last night, it appears as though Sofia got locked in a telephone booth. Europe sure is lucky to have Americans like us!