I had some friends over on Thursday night. They were on their way to the airport, and since I'm conveniently located, they hung out with me for a while before the plane was scheduled to land. So we played RockBand, ate wings, and drank beer (and, of course, I made them watch 30 Rock). Because that's what people in their twenties do.However, our drummer (not me) got overly excitable and knocked over her Harp (not the instrument). I started to clean up the spill from the coffee table, and Remy came over to help.
Because Remy is a true rockstar, she didn't want the beer to go to waste.
Rock on, Remy. Rock on.
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