Zia can squeeze between us anytime she wants.

You're in front of her and I'm behind? Lucky meeee!

(Ok, thats just gross and an image no one wants to think about. That post justifies suspension, but we gotta turn the music up in here. Zia, don't tell your mother I said that , or your big, Italian boyfriend... )

EDIT--But just for the record, the top four party is invite only Zia, and apparently your's got lost in the mail!