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
Confirm your location. A cross street is best, but if google mapping yourself is your least-shameful option go for it. ps- going through his mail for an actual address is always an option.
Did we have sex?
No you put the condom on then passed out on the bed so I left
I'm going to an arts college, I live next to the frat houses, and my room number is 420. god has plans for me and I couldn't be happier.
What happened on tuesday that a stripper knows my full name?
He offered to drive me out of state to meet up with my fuck buddy. Like best brother in law ever.
Dude she looks like a female richard gere plus 400 pounds.
Last time we were that stoned we made a "everything you can fit in the blender" shake. Didn't end well..
He came to my house drunk at two a.m., got in the hot tub, refused to get out until he smoked a blunt, and said "That's what brothers and sisters are for."
We got baked and watched the cheetah girls on Netflix
You need to not admit that.
Oh god. I just had a sex dream about the talking dog from the Bush's Baked Beans commercials.
Props to the guy blatantly doing coke in the bathroom at the bar. Walked out of the stall with a credit card in hand, sniffing loudly and shouting "choo choo"
It's no shave November. This is our time.
But really, what kind of hoe life adventure in Mexico would you do that would top me blowing a trucker?
Someone made a Christmas song to the Flintstones theme and I'm suing for emotional distress.
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