As a thursday night unfolds and cheap refreshments give way to sharing breath mints, i sit, reinforcing to myself my idea that weekends are slowly to become obsolete. The spontaneity that lies strictly within the grasp of week nights will slowly out-pleasure the nights that have spawned their own acronyms over our young history of night life. Even when I can recall nothing of the previous night, I can more often than not recall the luscious two words: "Just one".
Let your hair down when it leasts expects it. Stay spontaneous my friends.
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