and she's shaped like a lego person so that's not happening
I'm at the point in my career when i know a sites a trap and isn't real porn
My Vagina smells like Nemo again.
Someone's playing Limp Bizkit out loud on the train. I think the decade reset it self.
But why is there no point in liking him? Does he have herpes? Is he married? Is he gay? Did he get his penis chopped off in a freak accident? If the answer is no to all of the above, then he is fair game
Believe me. As soon as the boss man is out the door. I am on my way to wow your vagina with my horse-like attributes.
pretty sure 5 days for a bachelor party in Vegas is too long when even the stripper giving me a lapdance says "wow that's a long time!"
She thinks I'm afraid I'm gonna get caught in one of my lies and some of the girls I'm fucking will find out about each other. But it would be a relief to offload a few from the old crop and work in a few newbies into the rotation. The organization could use some new blood.
also karaoke with swedish 7yr old and drunk 50yr old = best idea ever
As I read your response saying I need a tan before I can become a go-go dancer, a girl cane up to work and gave me 10 coupons for 100 days of tanning for a dollar.
This is fate. You were destined to be a stripper.
You very well can't change your mind now. It would upset the natural flow of life.
The Australian strangers convinced me to leave him behind when they started chanting Aussie Aussie Aussie, Oy Oy Oy, and told me they had a bunch of beer at their place.
also I was promised more toga parties by popular media
he stopped mid makeout and said "can I pray for you?"
Jarrod's passed out on the chair with a cup of milk and I've been staring him down in an attempt to use telepathy to make him spill it. Attempts unsuccessful.
Here's the "to do" list i just found on my phone: buy stripper pole, make sex playlist, buy febreeze
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