Honestly.
Honestly?
Did I just really just hook a 39-year-old, double-pierced-in-each-nippled lady named Holly Woods' bra for her in the middle of the bar because she couldn't do it herself? Did I really just listen to her slurred monologue about how she wanted to become Maggie Jr on a volunteered 30 minute out-of-my-way ride home?
Je-sus. Can't wait until next week.
Thursday, June 18, 2009
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BAH.
You are a good person Kim Reed.
Details are hazy. You were playing by her right? How did it even start!?!
Also hazy.
I have no idea when she took off her shirt. All the sudden i turned and there she was AH. I was like frozen in awkwardness. The next thing I remember is you helping her with her bra.
HOW does this happen?
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