You don’t have a clue how great the eighties were. We had money, we partied and bitches were coming out of the woodwork to screw, get a little blow (off a hard dick) and lie where that had just been. Cheap rent, cheap gas and blow! Did I mention the blow?
You don’t have a clue how great the eighties were. We had money, we partied and bitches were coming out of the woodwork to screw, get a little blow (off a hard dick) and lie where that had just been. Cheap rent, cheap gas and blow! Did I mention the blow?
The amount of freedom we were rolling in back then would make a lot of people these days need a change of pants.
I was born in '79, so unfortunately, was too young to partake in this epic partying, but it sounds like a hell of a time.