As one of the greatest singers of our era Rebecca Black sings, “It’s Friday, Friday. Gotta get down on Friday,” so with only two precious days in the weekend, you better make these days count! And there’s no better way to celebrate the weekend than with wine and friends. The Prince of Pillowtalk, the honorable R. Kelly said it best, “It’s the freakin’ weekend baby. I’m about to have me some fun.” Here’s how we like to spend our Friday nights:
When I reach the end of the week, I’m like:

Time to get dressed for a night out:

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Then I order my Uber and hit the town with my two favorite things:

First, I head to a party and make my favorite kind of small talk:

Then I toast my friends and I’m all like, “Cheers!”:

I pour my first glass like a classy broad:

But my friends know the real me:

Seriously:

Then someone just starts drunkenly talking to me and I’m like:

No seriously, I need wine to get through the drivel:

It’s at this point that my friends and I leave the party and head home:

We have a way better time at my place anyway cause I’m all like:

We get super noisy, but when my neighbor knocks on the door, I just pour them a glass:

And then it’s off to bed, to do it all again tomorrow:
