That moment when you you hear your friends start talking about how they want to be buried. The discussion then turns to burial customs of other cultures and then someone mentions that having your ashes spread on public ground is now illegal. We're a very cheery bunch. One friend is currently angsty, the other is singing strange Christmas carols. I don't understand anything anymore. Meanwhile, another is probably going to start belting out Shakira. God help us.

Now two of the males are attempting to prove their dominance by playing bloody kunckles. The one refused to play until his girlfriend was gone so as not to be shamed by his challenger.  I'm quite sure that I could easily beat both of them, how very sad.