Ha. Yes. I'm at a strip club. I'm the barack obama of strip clubs
i'm so hungover...i might vomit in a handbag instead of selling them
how do we leave politely?
Tell them I'm going into labor. I will spill a beer and tell them m water broke.
Omg i either met the gayest dude ever or my next boyfriend
i hate this class. from the way they're all staring you would think they've never seen a girl in basketball shorts, heels and sunglasses.
He gave me a book last time I slept there. Im beginning to feel like a really weird hooker. Like instead of money he gives me random shit he has lying around. like hamburger buns
From the prices on this menu it looks like I have no choice. I have to blow him.
I found out what happened to that girls weave last night. It was draped over a bush in my backyard.
I sat in the bathroom on the counter and gave out advice to all the random people that walked in
for breakfast I had vodka and flavor blasted goldfish. and I'm topless.
That kid who fell through your coffee table is here. In a toga.
I'm not so good at organized events that don't revolve around whiskey or playgrounds.
She's riding a bike down the street and drinking brown liquor. A pt cruiser is honking at her and she's like I HEAR YOU!!
Are there any rules against fucking the hot TA?
Maybe for her....
Her problem, not mine
You should just skip the small talk from now on and instead say something like "You need to come slay the dragon, be here in 15?"
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