If you don’t have a fake ID today and plan on going to a bar in New York City that isn’t a teen club you should get one tomorrow morning. Below, tales of stories of Bwoggers’ first fakes. Hi, Mom! I got my first fake ID in the parking lot of a Ross Department Store […]
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