Laughlin, where retired strippers come to die.
There's a lady carrying her kids toy animals in a crown royal bag. Mom of the year.
halfway through eating me out he goes 'oh that reminds me i have to buy fish for good friday'
I know I'm all grown up when I don't have to take my pregnancy test in the store bathroom anymore.
Sometimes you gotta take the crosseyed stripper. fuck it
I'm getting to the point of going up to a guy and saying "Hi I'm maggie and i can put my foot behind my head"... That desperate.
the kid throwing up and laying face down on the deck just asked ME if I'M okay...
At one point, you closed your eyes and asked me which 'six flags' we were at
You said you wanted to start a restaurant called 'Barbecue' where everything is barbecued. You sounded really proud of your concept.
He's a psychology major, so instead of becoming a stripper, I'm just working out my daddy issues with him. And his cock. And spankings.
They're much more educational now btw. Don't judge.
You can't call dibs on the bed... every time you party you KO in the bathtub
I made a nest in his bed. I'm not leaving
Turns out he's just a recently divorced IT guy. Not a wizard.
I would just like to say that I was the one who said that we should find scissors, when they were cutting your hair with a kitchen knife. I am responsible.
I still feel bad for it, even though I technically only videotaped it and helped will to distract the questioning neighbor
Regardless I WANT TO BE YOUR SEX DISPENSARY. that is like the career I was born for.
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