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Snaked our way (all 15 or so) through the streets on tequila and white wine, piggy backs and tumbles, ladybird cake fights (splat!) and anonymous soiled thongs found outside the front door. Dancing and kissing and grinding and head injuries. It all ends with being spooned by your best friend on a sofa too small, the only reason you’re hanging on is because his arms are clutching you from behind in a hug. Sweet.

(have so many more naughty photos of filthy things but scared to post them here!)