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Today's contributors are: Ann, Sara, Tabitha, Billy and Scott.
Subject: 6th Floor Blog has clean feet
It's late Thursday night and Sara returns home from work and drinks with a friend. Everyone except Frank is still up and milling around the apartment.
“Did you guys see all the prom teens floating around tonight? Craziness.”
“Might as well ask if I noticed it was night. Girls in revealing dresses? Of course we noticed!”
“A lot of them got off tonight at Penn Station. I guess some of the Long Island school kids came into the city for a comedy club or something.”
“So many of them were running around barefoot though. I understand those shoes are freaking uncomfortable, but walking on 6th Avenue barefoot? Ick..”
“Hey, anything they want to take off is fine with me.”
“Ahh, to be young and careless again.”
“That's right, you used to be a suburbite. Did you run around Manhattan barefoot on your prom night?”
“Suburbanite. I never did, I was always a little bit germaphobic.”
“I'm ashamed to say that I have...not during prom though, we took a limo for that. But other times trekking into the city.. I never did it sober though, so that's gotta count for something!”
“Take anything else off while you were drunk?”
Ann winks at Scott. “Not for guys like you.”
“Hey! That wasn't nice.”
Tabitha laughs, “Nah, I think it was well deserved.”
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Whatever happened to going to the beach and watching the sunrise? I guess too many lame excuses for how the sand got into the tux.
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