Pretty sure I only gave out my other # though. You know, 777 777-7777
Hahaha. So was it a Freudian slip, or wishful thinking? ;)
Could be either seeing as you're in my phone as "3rd bar" and I couldn't pick you outta a line up.
Even the bartender felt bad for me
So I had to explain to her that pussy doesn't mean a cat
did she really think she could get into the club & no one would recognize her from 16 & pregnant???
I would also like to inform you that I can no longer lay on my back because my tailbone is bruised from the nightstand. Good job.
She introduced herself as 'Ann the sober one.' Took me to a coat check and a lost and found. Then offered coffee and breakfast sandwiches. Turns out she's been paying her half of the electric bill running post-party operations.
you should break up with her....give her the gift of reality
the cop didnt laugh with me when he patted me down and pulled out my flask.
So we just left her at the hospital. She is not ruining my Monday night
I'm approaching homosexuality at an increasingly alarming rate with each break up.
Can we pretty pretty please go to Mardi Gras tomorrow? I promise I'll be a good girl and not puke in a pledges car
I woke up and they were watching power rangers in japanese so I just found my bra and left
She knew the head wasn't all that so she gave me her taco. I'm will in to give her a second chance.
I hate when pubes grow back. My mons is a warzone.
My neck is sore from all the headbanging. And I can't tell the difference between the jello stains and cum stains.
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