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Youth vs. Seniors (Round one: 1-0)

Exhibit A (On the 18th of February I sent out this email):
"Ladies we've been challenged... to join my fabulous, party-animal, 18-year old cousin (a.k.a 'Junior') for a night out on the town. Ever since she moved in with Justin and I in January she's been trying to get me out with her during the week and I've run out of excuses. So, if I'm going to get dragged out mid-week to a place where I'm the oldest person by about 5 years then I need back up. So...  throw off our sensible ballet flats and put on your dancing shoes to have some fun on a weeknight *gasp*! Let me know if you're keen... and before you make up a lame, boring excuse in the name of responsibility and 'acting your age' just remember – there was a time when dinner and a glass of wine wasn't the whole night out, it was just the beginning of it"
Exhibit B (after several of my 'senior citizen' crew had declined the invitation) 'Junior' sent this email to all of the 'challenged':
"Ok to those of you with excuses... A break from all that stressful moving is just what you need; So you guys dont all feel alone, I also work 8 - 5 so will be feeling the pain with you, although I'm young, I still suffer... BAD!! One shot in the morning and you will be A for Away!

For those coming... there will be NO dissapointment, we in for a good old night out. For you guys the first in quite a while, for me it will be my hangover party

Cant wait to meet all of you and show you im not as bad as Senior Citizen Shez makes me out to be.. jokes. (Note: The Age limit: Under 25's pay entrance, Over 25's FREE)

Lots of love, 

The Infamous Challenger! 
 xoxo

THIS EVENT IS PROUDLY SPONSORED BY PATRON 
[it was at this point that the warning bells started ringing louder than granny's cellphone]
Exhibit C  (D-Day rolls around and my inbox is full of fighting talk from all corners):
Junior: "Hey Everyone, Just thought I'd let you all in on something. For those of you that dont know... The Hat is extremely boiling. So dress less! See you all later. With love, The Challenger"
Me: "Thanks for the heads up... but just for the record, we were 'dressing less' before you even discovered 'dressing up' *he he*... that being said, I think we may need to cover up a bit more than the average 18-year old partygoer – don't wanna scare the teenage boys!"
Senior Citizen 'K': [directed at 'Junior'] "Listen little madam, we have not been away THAT long! We are the founding members of the place, our names were left on their walls long before you whippa snappa’s got there!"
Junior: "There's a few creepy old men that are pretty local there. They should remember you guys..."
*total silence on the email front*
[senior citizens have no come-back and have to give Junior her dues – she's quick off the mark]

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