Its a bunch of hippies dancing in front of a stobe light. For ten dollars I could have gone to the strip club and at least had a lap dance
just by requesting 'I think we're alone now', not only did you achieve emptying the bar, but you also rubbed it in the owners face.
and I'm going to name my autobiography "blow jobs with enthusiasm are the best"
I'm naming my autobiography "Reasons Not to Date Girls From Texas."
I think you missed the wrong class. Im pretty sure we were taught how to buy cocaine.
i had to do the walk of shame dressed as a leprechaun. I have never been more proud of my irish roots.
I am the master of subtle flirting. I seduced him by simulating a hand job with an epi-pen during training.
I'm applying temporary tattoos with green beer, this is the life.
New rule during sex: if it causes you to take your rings off, don't do it.
I wonder if he has realized that I have poured all if those shots he bought into the tip jar
Jesus christ it's been two texts and we are already talking about dildos
Your headphones are on the door knob and I left you a burger on the door step.
At least you get to smell pizza at your job. I just smell despair all day long.
I have never appreciated strippers so much. Ma'am, you are an artist
On a scale from 1 to banned, how offensive do you think it would be to wish my vibrator happy Valentine's Day on various social media outlets?
YOU ARE THE ONLY PERSON I KNOW THAT STEALTH CLEANS PEOPLE TOILETS
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