I Did a Bad, Bad Thing

Okay, so, last night I made a dumb decision. I decided to meet The Guy I Couldn’t Get Rid Of for a drink, taking the Bestie along with me, in a bar that I used to work in that would be filled with people I knew. You’d think that would be protection enough against any bad decisions, but no, my vagina had other ideas. I think it might have been the copious bottles of Budweiser that did it. I can’t remember how many I had, but I know that I…

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