You Know You’re a Hooker When…

you get home from a long-weekend vacation and you start getting random text messages from numbers you don’t know and upon asking them who they are they say, “Oh you don’t remember me? We made out for like 30 minutes at the club on Saturday night!” Now maybe I’m a prude about certain things, but when someone’s TONGUE is in my mouth for anything other than providing me with CPR to resuscitate me I tend to remember the individual! Especially if I was coherent enough to give them my phone number afterward! If you’re getting THAT drunk at the club than it might be time to switch up your drink of choice because you’re heading down a dark road with that one.