Well, not really. But they made it extremely unlikely that I will be wearing a short skirt anytime in the near future:

I think most of the bruises came from “Your Little Hoodrat Friend.” Shit kinda went crazy at that point. In a really, really good way.

I took some terrible photos with my point and shoot (left the real camera at home because I expected craziness) that I’ll try and post later. As for right now, I’m off in search of some bacon…