| My Best Friend, Tiffani |
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| My best friend Tiffani and I met in study hall, junior year of high school. We were both going to the library, and I decided to introduce myself. I'm glad I did! Four years later, we're still best friends and roommates. Tiffani and I have always stayed away from each other's boyfriends, although we could both steal them from one another. We're equally attractive and also smart, witty, and funny as fuck. We're quite crass - we have belching contests in public. At bars, it seems to attract more guys than it turns off, too. We play the trivia games at the local bars and always win 1st place - she has a knack for |
| picking the right answers by randomly choosing A, B, C, or D. If I know the answer, I'll over-ride her. More often than not, I try and try to find the right answer and end up losing points when she had the right answer all along. Our other friends can NOT believe her intuition, either. Tiffani's favorite drink is a Cosmopolitan, and mine's a Raspberry Margarita. If you see us in Bloomington, IN bars and want to buy us a drink, get those drinks! |
| Check out the pics of my best gal pal, Tiffani. She's absolutely fabulous!!! |