To myself.

I'm like: my moustache brings all the girls to the yard.

Unfortunately for them my yard is quite small so I had to tell some of them to stand in the living room, and the rest I crammed into the kitchen and the coat closet.

I tried to get a game of Twister going but there just wasn't any damn room.

After that I sent them all home and pretended like I didn't care that they didn't have enough money for the bus (I didn't).

After that I drank a bottle of Baileys and shouted at the neighbour's dog for a while before passing out on the lawn.

All in all I put it down as a successful Wednesday afternoon.