So how Liz Lemon is this? I bring a boy home, we get in bed, and I realize there's a lean pocket wrapper in the sheets.
Hairspray is covering 85% of my body. Help.
Wait until you see the roof.
she acted like she'd never seen someone do speed off of a desk with a rolled up receipt. and she calls herself a grad student.
Your tequila is gone. I suggest you bring more home before you go out for dinner. Money is taped to mailbox.
Also I smoked away my sore throat last night. It's a 420 miracle.
Im 95% ready to shit behind 711
this is worse than the time i threw up a condom.
She was moaning so loud as i walked out of the room her roommates gave me a standing ovation... i think they are next
I think I'm crying more because after all these years he never learned to spell you or use a comma properly from me
I was just randomly reminded of the night you were wrapped up in a bed sheet carrying a full bottle of cookie dough vodka and warning neighbors of the weirdos running around
All I can think about are the cheese it's on my desk at work this morning. Like are those apologetic cheese it's or does he seriously think he still has a shot..
I don't want to sleep with anyone. I just want a burrito
I think I’ve been affected by his dad mustache. I wanna ride it.
You barfed off the front porch while the elderly neighbors were walking their dog. We had to convince them not to call 911.
Pics or it didn't happen.
not only did he puke in his mouth and hold it.. He also sneezed while doing this
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