I went to Vegas last week to celebrate Kate, in an event dubbed "Kateapalooza." If Kate were my Siamese twin, we'd be joined at the brain. We think the same way about most things. We're also strongly opinionated, passionate, and honestly less than pleasant people. Kate & I have also led similar lives over the years and even while we're in different cities, the similarities keep coming.
We didn't do much that first night. The burgers were delicious, the corn was perfectly grilled, and (for whatever reason) the generic tater tots were the best any of us had tasted in a long time. Ross (Kate's husband) told me my neck appeared long and slender - by calling me a "blaraffe." Get it? A black giraffe. Yeah. Ross.
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wait - no disclaimer that ross was extremely intoxicated when he invented the word blaraffe? at least give him that!!
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