The kind gents over at Total Frat Move received this hilariously basic, hedonism-crazed text from that one chick who is continually seven kinds of lit and turnt, trying to keep from falling off the face of the earth, all the while lending a new meaning to the term 'day tripping' at the yearly summer music festival/any pool party. Let's just hope her girlfriends were ready to embark upon a brain cell-destroying, ride of a lifetime through the wildest, EDM-drenched, tequila-infused pits of that commercialized underworld, Las Vegas.
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