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Day 1240 of 365 4 lyf.

Amaya was busy with other people New Years night, but told me she wanted to hang out sometime soon. So we did that today. Girls night out. Well, in really. A fun night of drinking and playing wii games followed by a late night dinner at Tom’s Diner.

Me and my favorite girls…

That’s right, Mikey, Jameel and Jack. I’m a pimp! 😛 Jealous? I know you are.

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7 comments for “1-2-10

  1. January 4, 2010 at 2:34 am

    A brunette, a blonde, and a redhead..

  2. January 4, 2010 at 2:37 am

    unearthingK: yep. Hef would be so proud.

  3. January 4, 2010 at 2:48 am

    It’s not a girls’ night out if you’re there!

  4. January 4, 2010 at 2:55 am

    MegaBee: i beg to differ. that’s the best kind.

  5. January 4, 2010 at 4:27 am

    You are dead to me! 🙂

  6. January 4, 2010 at 11:51 am

    cute little story bout lady’s night out

    Girls night out Two women friends had gone out for a Girls Night Out, and had been decidedly over-enthusiastic on the cocktails. Incredibly drunk and walking home they suddenly realized they both needed to pee. They were very near a graveyard and one of them suggested they do their business behind a headstone or something. The first woman had nothing to wipe with so she took off her panties, used them and threw them away. Her friend however was wearing an expensive underwear set and didn’t want to ruin hers, but was lucky enough to salvage a large ribbon from a wreath that was on a grave and proceeded to wipe herself with it. After finishing, they made their way home. The next day the first woman’s husband phones the other husband and said, "These damn girls nights out have got to stop. My wife came home last night without her panties." "That’s nothing," said the other. "Mine came back with a sympathy card stuck between the cheeks of her butt that said, ‘From all of us at the Fire Station, Well never forget you!’

  7. January 4, 2010 at 1:48 pm

    Damn you Maverick for doing me one better.

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