Oh my god. Too much beer.
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6 comments:
Owwww! My poor neck....
crystall poppin in the stretch navigator
we got food everywhere
as if the party was catored
we got fellas to my left
honnies on my right
we bring em both together we got drinkin all night
then after the show its the (after party)
and after the party its the (hotel lobby)
and round about 4 you gotta (clear the lobby)
then head take it to the room and freak somebody
so gimme that...
toot toot!
honey gimmet that
beep beep!
runnin your hands through my fro...
oh my...looks like fun though.
GIMME GIMME GIMME!!!! i want buckets o' beer! im drooling on my keyboard! :)
Buckets o' beer...the good ol' days.
I'm sure the buckets would go down just as smooth, but recovery time now would be marathon-like and not 5K-like back in the 80's.
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