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I just talked to Lindsay and he sounds like a bangkok whore at 10:30am, the morning after the Pacific fleet got into town.
Get some sleep brother!
This past Friday night I indulged my girlfriend and went out to a club. Not a bar...a club. The thumping, repetitive music and occasional bouts of reggaeton kind. I fucking hate those places.
After I drug her out at 2am, she got a late-night desire to pick up a whore and take her home. We headed over to Le Palace and grabbed a fine young Columbiana with an ass like a bongo drum. At 12:15pm on Saturday, I rolled off the two of them and headed for the shower, anti-bacterial soap and flushed the pile of rubbers. I think I was asleep before my head hit the pillow.
Fuck...that was a loooonnngg night. You guys have to take into account that I can't do any of the "pick me ups" that keep y'all going for days. My brain chemistry doesn't allow it. 30 straight hours awake with almost 8 straight hours of fuckey suckey is like a triathalon for those of us who stay "au naturale".
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