Topic: Friday Night Party!!!! | |
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Night widow!!!
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hmmmmmmm and remember where the best hot tubs are on every night but Friday when the party is going on
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well girls....heh heh
what do ya'll want to do now??? heh heh |
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hey what's up, right on time as usual
where the party at! |
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The hot tub is calling my name.
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Mine to. Ella care to join me?
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what's up dude?
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Hanged you know it!!!
Let me get JW a drink first!!! What will it be? |
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Throw me a corona! got any lime? Lets get this party started!
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==down to the birthday suit==
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oh I could use another drink my cabbage patch sister
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Coming at you man!!!
Now I got a little hot tubbing to do with one damn sexy man!!! |
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Peeper - Butthole Surfers
Marky got with Sharon And Sharon got Cherese She was sharing Sharon's outlook On the topic of disease Mikey had a facial scar And Bobby was a racist They were all in love with dyin' They were doing it in Texas Tommy played piano Like a kid out in the rain Then he lost his leg in Dallas He was dancing with a train They were all in love with dyin' They were drinking from a fountain That was pouring like an avalanche Coming down the mountain I don't mind the sun sometimes The images it shows I can taste you on my lips And smell you in my clothes Cinnamon and sugary And softly spoken lies You never know just how to look Through other people's eyes Some will die in hot pursuit In fiery auto crashes Some will die in hot pursuit While sifting through my ashes Some will fall in love with life And drink it from a fountain That is pouring like an avalanche Coming down the mountain I don't mind the sun sometimes The images it shows I can taste you on my lips And smell you in my clothes Cinnamon and sugary And softly spoken lies You never know just how you look Through other people's eyes Another Mikey took a knife While arguing in traffic Flipper died a natural death He caught a nasty virus Then there was the ever-present Football player rapist They were all in love with dyin' They were doing it in Texas Pauly caught a bullet But it only hit his leg Well it should have been a better shot And got him in the head They were all in love with dyin' They were drinking from a fountain That was pouring like an avalanche Coming down the mountain I don't mind the sun sometimes The images it shows I can taste you on my lips And smell you in my clothes Cinnamon and sugary And softly spoken lies You never know just how you look Through other people's eyes |
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have fun ella thanks for the drink
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Snuggles - Another for you!!
JW - No problem!!! Stay and enjoy!!!! hanged - Good Choice dear!!! Shall we tub it? |
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Ready and waitin hun....
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any beer pong? chillin and looking at posters on the wall with blacklights on? lonely ladies?
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looks like the bartender and the DJ are going to be out for a while
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for abit Freedom...
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