Creeps of the Day
Quite the Looker
Sometimes, after several dozen beers, it's not longer necessary to sneak a peak at some cleavage. No more saying, "oh I was scanning the crowd and just happened to look down your turtleneck," or, "oh I was just checking out that cool necklace you have on - is that white gold?"
No - you just do what this guy is doing, you dive right in, because you know what? You only live once, so who gives a shit if you look like you're trying to burn those boobies into your brain like it's made of carbon paper?
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