My ex, who I'm still amicable with, is a post-Mensa brilliant, horny, obnoxious mindfuck of a human being who can drink 10 straight shots of Iris
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posted Monday, February 25, 2013 at 10:25pm
Drinking from a pineapple cup, Dollar store flower bra over my top, Cute guy beside me dancing, How much fun was I having. You grabbed me to get some fresh air, I asked if you were a millionaire, You said “my friends are amazing”, Oh man, I thought, he doesn’t know what he’s saying. The lights came on and suddenly, There was a switch! Your friend was talking to me, You were gone. A drunken glitch. I had nowhere to go, My girls were gone, I thought OH NO, What have I done! Your buddy invited me over, Wanted to talk politics…ouch, I wanted to sleep, it sounded so much better, I ended up crashing your couch. Thank you Whistler Millionaires, For being good guys, For a very entertaining night, For making sure I was all right.
Where:Out in Whistler
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