You keep a few condoms in every purse.
You wear sexy lingerie every day ‘cause, hey, who knows?
You go to a sex toy party and there’s no product you don’t already own.
Friends seem to think you’re a “sure thing” for their single guy friends looking for some action.
You’ve got stretch marks … around your mouth.
You’ve ruined at least three different pieces of clothing with spooge stains.
You’ve forgotten how to walk in flats.
You have to keep a record of who you slept with on which day or hour in case a baby or STD should pop up.
You’ve had an ex help you shop for a current guy.
None of the women you know will leave their man alone with you.
More than five men have kept your panties as mementos.
Your reputation precedes you.
You’ve made out with more than one dude in one night.
You’ve slept with more than one dude in one weekend.
Your numbers are higher than his.
You get bored during one-night stands.
You hit on a guy and then realize you already slept with him.
You and your gyno are on a first name basis.
The doorman won’t let you up in da club anymore.
You’ve run out of cheeky nicknames for your various bedmates.
You keep a razor and travel-sized shaving cream in your purse so you can groom your pubes anywhere, anytime, ‘cause you never know!
You’re currently shagging two Canadians named Ryan.
Your vagina has its own voicemail.
You’ve gone ahead and gotten a plastic sheet for your bed.
You’ve had more abortions than Octomom’s had babies.
Searching through Match.com is like taking a walk down hook-up memory lane.
You find a pair of men’s underwear in the dryer and think, “Well, these could be anybody’s … “
You’ve been the guest star in more than one threesome.
You can tell if a guy is circumcised when his clothes are still on.
-TheFrisky.com
