Definitely locked eyes with the stripper who gave me a lapdance last night as she walked by me and into the Ann Taylor Loft in Times Square.
woke up and her hair clip was clamped around my shaft
I just punched cris angel in the balls. I have photos.
I knew it was different as soon as you told me you slept with him and didn't tell me about his dick
In the library. Still drunk. Shoes missnig. Term paper due in fiften minutes. Iff I puke u think theyll throw me out?
He just "revenge puked" on her kid. I think we'll be leaving soon.
I saw a stripper quit while on stage to months ago nothing you tell me will amaze me
You just said we could build a blanket and pillow "fuck fort." Of course I'm never leaving you.
They should have to wear some identification that warns you to stay away. Like one of those cones dogs wear to keep them from biting stitches. CONE OF SHAME.
he tried to give me his business card but gave me his health insurance card then realized it and offered to take me to the strip club
Ran out of plates, so I'm using my sociology notes. Looks like they will finally have a practical use.
TGIFridays...stall number 1...drunk...send help
I should be free tonight unless my 5 speed vibrator arrives in the mail today, than we might have scheduling conflicts.
You're only young once, and once you get old, you either regret all the sex you had, or you regret not having enough.
How do I un-spend everything I bought last night? Seriously...was a penis shaped piñata and enough tequila to fill my bathtub really that necessary?
At least you can say you've literally dumped money down the drain
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