1. This is me. I think I'm holding the Mimz. I'm definitely at the Suffolk house. And despite being very blurry, it appears that I have excellent cleavage, which makes me supportive of this photo. It also looks like I'm talking, which is normal. Actually, B probably took this photo because he was bored with whatever I was saying and started playing with phone. He was probably thinking, "She's never going to shut up or hold still, but at least her boobs look good." That doesn't happen that often because I'm pretty flat chested. WAY TO GO ON GETTING A PICTURE OF ME WITH CLEAVAGE B! High five, baby.
I literally have no idea what's going on here. I don't know that girl in the background. I don't recognize that restaurant. B looks tanked and is wearing a sombrero......so I'm guessing it's a typical Tuesday at some point in the past ten years. I'm pretty sure I was no part of this (threesome or otherwise) so I'm just going to let this one go.
This was fun.