Wild Thing You Make My Heart Sing.

It's time to get out and go a little crazy. Have a drink. Dance 'til your feet want to saw themselves off and leave you, and then keep dancing until you can't even feel them anymore. Meet a group of strangers. Eat a hot dog from a street vendor. Bar hop. Crash a hotel party. Hot and sweaty from a packed smoke-filled bar. Irish Car Bombs. Have a conversation consisting of Immanuel Kant, The Cosby Show and fake tattoos. Cram six or more people into a photo booth. Belt it out at karaoke. Eat a dangerously chocolate dessert late at night. Leave your car and take a cab home arriving with the sun...

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