So there was a chick ramed "Rob" and for some reason everyone was okay with that! I could never beat off and call out the name Rob, I'd feel weird!
As for the rest of the night, props to the special Olypics generator, vroom vroom blah! Vroom vroom blah! I had to work, early Saturday morning, so I couldn't take part in all the festivities, but I managed to make friends with a 50 year old dude who drove me to the party, when I got lost. And to Rob, there's something very wrong with a girl named Rob!
I'm pretty sure her name is Bob. I've met her before.. unless this is a different person, which it could very well be.