I’m going out to a bar with a good friend tonight. Her instructions were: “Hair. Makeup. Cleavage.”
Y’all know how I hate to argue with my friends.
Time to drink until I can’t feel feelings anymore. Giggity.
I’m going out to a bar with a good friend tonight. Her instructions were: “Hair. Makeup. Cleavage.”
Y’all know how I hate to argue with my friends.
Time to drink until I can’t feel feelings anymore. Giggity.