I think I might.. possibly.. like a Justin Bieber song.
I think you might... possibly... have sprouted a vagina.
the EMT asked how you broke your nose and you said, "you know, the usual wear and tear."
I'll probably regret it tomorrow. But right now, accepting this $2000 credit card so that I can finance booty calls from across the united states sounds like a golden idea.
Maybe STDs were invented to keep stupid people from having kids.
I'd say I'd distract him, but I lose my psychic powers when guys get girlfriends. And by psychic powers I mean taking off my top.
exactly. I want him to have to live with the fact that he fucked me. I want him to look me in the eye and say "you were a drunken mistake".
don't mind me. just hanging out in this cool air conditioned Babies R Us until the liquor store next door opens.
We let him drunkenly pack his own bags without checking them. Yet no one was surprised when the TSA girl pulled a 12 pack out of his carry on.
Last thing I ever expected to say, "Get your finger out of my ear or I will stop sucking your dick."
My bra is still on the porch...I'm leaving it as a reminder to get my shit together.
So what's going on?
We hit boys town to get stupid. I mean invading Iraq stupid.
Welcome to a new world. May the gods of weed smile upon you as you embark on exploring this new dimension.
three guys with a tattoo of the Walmart rollback smiley holding up a middle finger on their ass=free drinks in every bar
walk of shame across osu's campus on game day. i can see all the spots i threw up last night. its like my personal yellow brick road.
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