On friday while at the hotel bar by myself (creepy) I made friends w/ a millionaire who said he may be running for the position of mayor in richmond va (likely a lie). At one point during our discourse he asked if I was crazy. In the effort of full disclosure I looked him in the eye and said yes
I don't know what prompted his inquiry, clearly this man had impeccable intuition
I couldn't tell if he was hitting on me or if he was just mentally challenged.
We'll cross that bridge when we come to it... Or burn it. Either way we'll deal with it later
Yes theres a double standard. Get over it. Fuck the critics and go be the slut you were born to be
i introduced myself to everyone by my new name, thundergooch. i threatened the neighbors with a hammer when they used my real name. needless to say, sailor jerry was not kind to me.
Just tell your mom you have to go somewhere half naked with a strange man. She'll understand
I took the weekend off because he and I were supposed to go to Vegas for our anniversary and get a hooker remember?
Ah, yes. Who says romance is dead?
You cried for a while then lifted lots of weights then cady's ex put glitter on your tits and then you took a nap. I got you pizza and brought you home. Nothing too exciting.
Just walked in and got handed a drink. Good service
Fuck you. Leave my nipples out of this. THEY DID NOTHING TO YOU
I ate too many pot brownies and passed out topless with my boobs painted like the American flag
This will never work. His dick is smaller than mine.
Wow. And yours is kind of small.
RIGHT?
I just used a coke ridden $20 bill to buy Girl Scout cookies
I finally realized he drank way too much when he tried serenading me to the song "come my lady" while slowly and creepily making his way toward me...keeping constant eye contact.
I guess it's too forward to greet him with a blow job?
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