I spent the night in the company of two hot men.
It was teh awesome. But movies like that make me want to drive fast, swear loudly and listen to ghetto rap/regattone. Only, I'm a fat, white, 35 yr old woman driving a fuel efficient car in a town with crappy radio stations (and my ipod, which is filled with just exactly the kind of music I needed, was at home). So I only drove recklessly home until the first exit. And really, it wasn't my fault. People here do not drive friendly. Let me change lanes people!