  Alright, can I just say that the phrase "This one time..." was, in fact, used by people before American Pie came out and totally destroyed legitimate use of it! Now, I have to be all specific about when and where my stories take place in order to avoid the ridicule that naturally follows when you start a sentence with "This one time...". Joe wants a party. He is coming back to Halifax in a couple of weeks in order to write the DAT for application into dentistry. He told me that I should throw him a party for after the test. Are you kidding me? The worst part is that after I mocking him for such an expectation, I then thought twice and started planning a super-secret surprise party for Joe after the DAT. I am such a sucker. I swear to god, Joe has the entire universe wrapped around his little finger! I need to take lessons... 
