Girl to an­oth­er: It was a gay bi­cy­cle rid­ers’ par­ty, com­plete with gay­ish cel­e­bra­tion mu­sic and lots of cham­pagne corks pop­ping. And by the looks of the con­stant make-out and grop­ing ses­sions, I’m pret­ty sure those bot­tles weren’t the on­ly cylin­dri­cal things spew­ing liq­uids last night.

At­lanta, Geor­gia