a strip club that doesn't allow touching or asking for sex... whats the point?
unless her vagina can tell me my horoscope in sign language, I'm not going.
i forgot beer had calories. that would explain alot.
It will be a surprise...all i can say is stripper clown
So even though we broke up apparently according to my voice mail you still like me, with smurfs while riding on a boat.
No driving. The car is spinning. I am praying for mcdonalds.
I also tried to drunkenly adopt a kitten last night. It didn't pan out.
I think the guy in front of me just puked in a styrofoam cup.
I already banned bobbing for apples. While drunk that's just drowning near fruit.
Using a 12 year old as a wingman. Does that make me a bad person?
I have a spatula mark on my ass. He spanked me with a spatula. Take that Rachel Ray.
Its a holy bong. We had to bless the holy bong water.
The man built me a fort. Of course he got laid.
We were totally high while having sex, I told him fast or slow, just follow your balls. That was a show stopper.
Would the comment "Down Goes Frasier" be too inappropriate at this time?
Who brings a stripper to breakfast at the dining hall? What was the plan? Impress her with his meal plan?
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