What's up with people sending me messages on Mondays starting with "oh my god do you remember when you _____ on saturday night?!"
No, I don't remember making out with anyone on the floor behind the couch. Oh, that was you? Yeah sorry no, don't recall.
And no...I don't remember starting a fight with a mailbox...although I have to say, that makes me sound even more awesome than I already knew I was.
Basically, just send me recaps as if I was never there, since there's no discernible reason that I would remember what I did between my 8th vodka tonic and that 4th shot of whisky.