That stripper chick has my goddamn number for sure. She was so damn perfectly filthy slutty and still very model looks pretty that it hit me on all my buttons.
I wanna go back and see her so damn bad, but my ego yo, just can't do it. At this point I hate the conflicting values.
What do you do when you're feeling this way? I'll be fucking cranky no latter which way I go I feel like.


Gawker you may have a Padawan :P
Just kidding GACA. We have all been there...get your ass to another club ASAP and find another girl (s)