Everything fun has to happen on the same night

I dedicate this post to Linus.

I just received the following email from Summer, sent to myself, My Sharona and Jean:

The Boyfriend is going away this weekend. Which means...

Girls only drunken slumber party at my house on Saturday night. There will be ice cream, booze, and Madonna. Go ahead and tell the boys there will be pillow fights in panties.

Who's down?

I am so down, but my good college buddy Kyle's in town from Denver this weekend, and instead of a drunken slumber party with the girls, it will be a drunken night out with the Class of '97 Sigma Phi Epsilons. Oh well.