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  Okay, my typical boyfriend ( or should I say ex-boyfriend) decided to dump me just a week before Valentine’s Day.  Typical guy, breaks a girl’s heart just to save himself a few dollars on a gift.

  Well, I’m not letting him get away with it that easily.  I’m pissed as hell at him, but he’s not going to ruin MY valentine.  I want as many of you as possible to call me for the next week … I want to be swallowed up in phone calls until Valentine’s Day is a memory. 

   I know he’s going to beg for me back after Valentine’s Day is over … After all, I’m the only girl he knows that can drink him under the table on St Patrick’s Day … he’s told me so.

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I’m so embarrassed. I got really drunk last night and made a fool of myself at a dance club.  Apparently I had like 9969699700443 Jello-Shots and got traaaaaaaashed, and got kicked out for flashing my cootch at people while dancing on the bar.  Well my bf tells me it was for alot more than that, as I can only vaguely remember what happened.  From what I understand it wasn’t just that I flashed them, but that I squatted and peed a little in this one guy’s shot glass since he was egging me on.  That part I kind of do remember because he was staring up my skirt while I was dancing  (no panties, natch) and I remember going over to him and lifting up my skirt to give him a full view of the ol’ lady hole, and he started screaming OMG OMG YOUR PUSSY GIVE ME THAT PUSSY sticking out his tongue like he wanted to lick it, and  he may or may not actually have licked my clit a couple of times, I remember sitting on the bar and him burying his face between my thighs and shaking his head back and forth like B-B-B-B-B-bUH!!! And laughing cuz his five o’clock shadow was tickling me…  then I got up and yeah now I remember I got up and said “looks like you need another drink!”  so I grabbed the shot glass from his hand and squatted over it and peed in it a little.. and shortly after that all hell broke loose LOL. 

My bf puts up with alot of my antics but the next thing I knew he and the security guards were dragging me the hell out of the bar into a cab home.  I was so pissed and kicking and screaming and carrying on, and then I got superhorny for some reason and tried to convince my BF to let me blow him in the taxi.  HE FUCKING REFUSED ME LOL.  Then we get to my place and he’s half dragging me half carrying me into my apt and telling me I need to sleep it off and he’d be back in the morning.  Last thing I remember was being face down on the bed thnking I hafta pee I’d better get up and pee.  But this morning I woke up in the same position, facedown in the bed, in a pool of my own pissy wet sheets and clothes soaked thru with the unmistakeable smell of vodka and urine.  UGH.  My mattress is soaked fucking thru and thru too. I’m trying to dry it out, but I think it’s toast.  Oh fucking well.  I wonder if those Bedwetter’s groups have AA meetings on the side??  I’d better get on the phone to my BF and make it up to him.  I’m gonna have to give him SO MUCH HEAD to make up for last night, I’d better start popping my jaw ahead of time, loosen it up good for when he grudgefucks my face tonight! LOL. 

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