If you have five daughters and you see this son-of-someone-else threatening to kill people with his giant plastic sword, it will snap your heart in two. Look away.
This too has nothing whatsoever to do with that stupid word. This is a thing called “partying” and we like it because we can just tell she can keep a secret and things aren’t going to be weird the next morning—or even next week, when you run into her at your girlfriend’s party.
