i just realized that i have barbeque sauce on my forehead and i've been at work for over an hour. a good friend is leaving for iraq tomorrow and we were drinking it up and somehow managed to get in a food fight with ribs. barbeque sauce should definetely not be on my head. ohhh.... what a weekend i had. sunday morning waking up with my hand on a strippers boob, don't really know what happened but i have my hunches about that night and then sunday night getting in a food fight containing barbeque sauce. i don't think i'm ever going to grow up.