I don't know what you were told but i for sure didn't sleep with any one but steve's couch.
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.
Karaoke makes my soul die one wretched song at a time
she said if I bought her franzia she would blow me, and she would fuck me if I splurged on martini and rossi. Franzia it is
Talking her gay man friend into dancing with me officially makes me the world's best wingman. ever.
Don't try to dry clothes in the microwave. They'll catch on fire.
Someone just proposed in Subway. Trying not to laugh.
i love that youre following in my footsteps.. pissing yourself on your birthday is an honor and a privlege
The assistant vp has a bottle of wine on his desk & I have a feeling my boobs will be making an appearance today.
I think Vodka is my favorite. Everything else ties for second.
Shouting "one vagina to rule them all" was probably not the best way to meet our best mates fiance
Good, I would never sleep with your boyfriend , or send you an edible arangment
You start to question your party girl tendencies when you're wearing the same shirt you wore the night before to work and you're trying to get last nights Jell-O shot off the sleeve on your way to work
She started crying, nearly punched a guy, started smoking multiple cigarets backwards and broke the slide on her bong. Why do I always end up babysitting the crazy ones?
Shame - the story of my life.
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