Ok, so I never ended up eating my shrooms last night. It was a 7 hour open bar.... Drinks started at 5- bar was empty by 7. Then I ended up playing party favor runner.
Now, can I just say I went to this wedding with about 60 in cash on me (not including their gift.) I woke up with a hangover the size of Montana, and 50 bucks in my wallet. Sometimes it pays to know ppl, and to be the designated runner. Although because I was dressed up, and had my knockers up to my chin, I stashed the crap in my tits, I got back to the party and well my boob apprently needed a pick me up.
And a bridesmaid fell in the pool. Drink, dress, shoes, hair, jewelry cell phone and all...