Jimity
Bluelighter
- Joined
- Oct 27, 2003
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Last week at work, I was wandering around the bar, grabbing glasses, when I overheard a snippet of a girls life, talking to her friends.
It went:
"I don't like parties. I always end up being that drunk girl, getting spit-roasted in the corner."
I nearly shit myself.
It went:
"I don't like parties. I always end up being that drunk girl, getting spit-roasted in the corner."
I nearly shit myself.

