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Friends got me a stripper. The problem was I was so drunk by that point that when she sat me down to dance for me it felt like I was on a boat.
Then she took her shirt and put it around my neck and moved it from side to side, as she did that I felt like I was going to throw up. So I got up off the chair and ran into the screen door on my way out to the patio to throw up. I spent the rest of the night with my head in trash can throwing up.
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