Once upon a time, three girls went for a FABULOUS night out to a function with the hunky Adelaide Crows... They were oh-so-excited...















After checking out the delicious sights, the three girls resigned to the table. A waiter walked past.

"Wine?" he asked. "Ohhh, you," they smiled, holding up their glasses, "How did you know??"














After a few wines, the girls had a BRILLIANT idea!

"Let's go cop a feel of Brent Reilly's guns!!"

And so they did... Phwoar...














They then proceeded to drink more wine... Soon the ground refused to stop moving and they all developed wobbly heels on their expensive shoes.

"This isshh ridiculousshh," they slurred, "I am sooo taking these shoes back for a refund. 'Hic!!"














"Look!" they cried. "The alcohol has killed all the bacteria on our tongues!!"

They pondered this thought in amazement for some time...














...before deciding to schmooze some more, this time with Kris Massie (double phwoar!!). The girls had hoped that Kris would share the same enthusiasm about their tongues... Then all their KrissMass's would have come at once!














*Sigh* Time to go!! The three girls* bid the hunky Crows players farewell and tried deperately to look sexy and mask their drunkeness.

*Please ignore the temporary absence of girl #3














However, the three girls could not possibly call it a night... Not just yet... Not while there was more vodka to be drunk, no way. The girls hot-tailed it to another club, consumed copious amounts of alcohol, and danced until their mascara ended up on their chins.















_-~**THE END**~-_