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
His idea of a romantic evening was shotgunning Keystones. What a keeper.
I think our camping neighbours like us. We're the drunk girls trying to chop firewood with no pants on at 3 in the afternoon.
The usual, bring face make up, I have a weird gash on my nose, probably from my one night stand
Tequila me may have very bluntly told him that I wanted to touch his abs.
Well, you know sobriety isn't something I like to do on the reg.
Well, my breasts are swollen and I cried about the Iditarod. But I say PMS until proven pregnant.
I am debating about my sub. I am not quite sure I can be the dom he needs.
No, it's cool, I just bounced from the hospital. I was...talking to a security guard, maybe?
She's like a solid nine. Well maybe not a tomorrow morning nine, but she's a nine right now and trying to take me home.
Just saw the mall santa roll by on a rascal scooter holding a chic-fil-a milkshake and stop to chat up trio of cute 20-somethings. New hero.
There's nothing like when u really click with a stripper
This night could easily degenerate into a drunken haze of strippers and gambling, but I need a support network.
Dont ask questions just say words. where can i find plan b?
It's totally a relationship. we have sex in other people's beds, watch mad men while high and get drunk on his teammates' beer. don't you dare stomp on my dreams with your societal judgments
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