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im the master of sleeping past the hangover.

Life as a female alcoholic would be so easy. Only ever worry about getting drunk and all you have to do to get drunk is make sure your tits don't sag and walk into a strip club.

Yea except for the fact that as a female alcoholic you would be the target of every creeper in the room and so have to stay vigilant. On New Years here 3 women were followed home and stabbed to death, possibly by the same guy.

That's terrible Ikku.

JTP wrote:Life as a female alcoholic would be so easy. Only ever worry about getting drunk and all you have to do to get drunk is make sure your tits don't sag and walk into a strip club.

Lol wut? My tits sagging is never a worry for me. More like..if my ass crack is hanging out or something if my pants are lowriders.


Just got back a couple of hours ago from spending the weekend at my boyfriends' mom's house in Nowheresville, Illinois. I thought it was totally going to suck, but no joke there is a huge, beautiful park with a disc golf course, on the same street as his moms' place. Since it's technically Winter here and it's in a small town, we were the only ones playing. On top of that, we were in Southern Illinois, so it was even warmer then it is here. We played all 18 holes, uninterrupted, smoking out of a hitter and taking shots out of a flask. It was literally like having an entire park to ourselves, besides the one or two people jogging...but they were on the outer rim of the park, in the woods, on the other side of a creek. It was bliss..we probably could have boned in the woods if we wanted to lol. I wanna go back :<

andriaSRH wrote:

JTP wrote:Life as a female alcoholic would be so easy. Only ever worry about getting drunk and all you have to do to get drunk is make sure your tits don't sag and walk into a strip club.

Lol wut? My tits sagging is never a worry for me. More like..if my ass crack is hanging out or something if my pants are lowriders.


Just got back a couple of hours ago from spending the weekend at my boyfriends' mom's house in Nowheresville, Illinois. I thought it was totally going to suck, but no joke there is a huge, beautiful park with a disc golf course, on the same street as his moms' place. Since it's technically Winter here and it's in a small town, we were the only ones playing. On top of that, we were in Southern Illinois, so it was even warmer then it is here. We played all 18 holes, uninterrupted, smoking out of a hitter and taking shots out of a flask. It was literally like having an entire park to ourselves, besides the one or two people jogging...but they were on the outer rim of the park, in the woods, on the other side of a creek. It was bliss..we probably could have boned in the woods if we wanted to lol. I wanna go back :<

You need to get bigger tits!

The trip sounded fun though

Nah, they are just the right size. A good handful and they won't sag when I'm older.

Haha I was just kidding

Oh good haha.

That was kind of a weird statement.

A good handful won't get you wasted in a strip club in your 40s, now, would it? Sure, maybe now, but when you get all wrinkly, you need something to distract creepy guys' attention from aforementioned wrinkles long enough for them to buy you a drink.

when im older my flower petals will be all droopy into my cleavage lol

its gonna be so wicked being all old and wrinkly with faded color smudgedy skin. there will be so many of us by then

AbbyRoad wrote:when im older my flower petals will be all droopy into my cleavage lol

its gonna be so wicked being all old and wrinkly with faded color smudgedy skin. there will be so many of us by then

the people who are entirely covered in tattoos are going to look like some surrealist melting picture type thing.

JTP wrote:A good handful won't get you wasted in a strip club in your 40s, now, would it? Sure, maybe now, but when you get all wrinkly, you need something to distract creepy guys' attention from aforementioned wrinkles long enough for them to buy you a drink.

I'd never let a creepy dude buy me a drink....in me 20's or otherwise. Especially in a strip club. Don't wanna get roofied.

ROAR!

How is it I live in an apartment with three other stoners, but there are no lighters to be found? !

Bundling up just to walk to the gas station, doesn't seem to appealing right now. Someone bring me fire.