Grossest hangover story of 09: Puked in the bathtub. I was in it.
spell your last name, im trying to find you on facebook
if by 'bottleservice' you mean 'bringing beers in my purse' then yes, we are.
I had sex on an exercise ball. The inevitable has occurred.
From the prices on this menu it looks like I have no choice. I have to blow him.
My mom has finally acknowledged my soft spot for Russians. Finally.
It's a 'fuck poison control' kind of night.
Mostly i might never get belligerent again because im gonna have to keep track of a diamond ring.
He kept asking for nudes so I sent him a picture another guys dick. He called me ruthless.
He told me we shouldn't hang out because it would be weird and then snap chatted me a picture of his dick
You continued to run around saying "free the nipple" while "taste testing" every liquor on the premises.
I never want to even look at fireball again because it reminds me of the night I died and then lived to tell the tale of how I died.
As we were walking to her place she stole a pizza from the delivery guy's car and when we got home she grabbed a slice, two beers, removed her pants, and said "call of duty?" im going to marry her
It's okay to admit that you're into redheads.
Three cheers for handling my crush on my boss in an entirely reasonable manner, by having a threesome with my coworkers.
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