Laughlin, where retired strippers come to die.
Please, do not let 'babydaddy' catch on as your petname for me.
at first I thought it was funny, but looking at it now, it screams "dramatic" and "medicated wipes."
i wish we had morning classes together so we can spike our coffee.
You woke up in the middle of the night and told me we won the sweepstakes, the penis sweepstakes.
threw up in a bar last night and got laid on an air mattress. my bucket list just got a lot shorter
I need to throw up and die. The order doesn't matter. I feel like shit
The sad thing was my husband told her its ok to make out with me. Bar Tuesdays will live on regardless.
Whiskey dick is like insurance for making bad decisions
I wish they would just make alcoholic protein shakes already.
She has dubbed herself the Pied Piper of Penis and keeps yelling about getting Cocktober started... Will send pix soon
The walk home lasted longer than the sex. He lives in the flat above the bar.
So I couldn't find Leif..... He fell asleep in our closet upstairs trying to get changed into warmer clothes
I blacked out in the cab last night... Cant remember getting in the front door, also i got into bed with my grandma.
I know you think you’re ready to graduate but just keep these things in mind: taxes, I get up at 5 AM every morning, I have to buy vegetables when I go grocery shopping, and I can’t wear sweat pants to work. Take that victory lap and enjoy the sweat pants and bar hopping because it goes downhill real quick.
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