Two girls,Vodka and Too Much Testostrone

Two girls,Vodka and Too Much Testostrone

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"NOW MAKE THAT MUTHA FUCKA HAMMER TIME" she screamed before falling off the table and right onto some dude and of course, me being the best friend that I am, I burst out laughing. "MY MILKSHAKE BRINGS ALL THE BOYS TO THE YARD...ah shit what comes next KITTY?" She screeched. "Aw come on Kitty Kat! Have some fun! Dance with me up there!" she pointed towards the stage. "Oh hell no" "Fine" she pouted but it was quickly replaced with a sloppy smirk. "TWERK TIME" she slurred. Katrina and Natalia moved out at the age of sixteen and now live together. They are the Queens of their world. They always come first. Kind hearted bitches with dreams bigger than the sky. You dont mess with these girls. But there are a few dumbasses who don't seem to get that. The vodka filled, testostrone reaking, batchelorett style party life of these girls is more than they thought they could ever have. And just maybe, they got a little more than they bargained for.
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