If you're gonna cry pregnant again I'm not coming over.
matt is drinking blue powerade and it looks like he has hypothermia. i can't take this kid anywhere.
my professor just said "the power of the situation"
drink
I just ordered a 3 square foot pizza. This is how to beat an eating disorder.
I'm not sure if what i'm hearing downstairs is sex or not, but if it is, it sounds like there's a dog involved...i'm mildly concerned.
We've shared an experience, my friend. I, too, have talked on the phone with a parent while giving a handjob
I couldn't open my car door and for a second I thought they were taking me to an intervention circle.
Dude sorry but it totally wasn't worth going back in there for yous shoes
We're not on Beacon Street anymore so now your argument about not peeing on the sidewalk holds no water. Whereas my bladder has holded every water.
Nope, can't do it. It's a snowball effect. Today, leggings as pants. Tomorrow, female hitler. Natural progression.
I'd apply for another job, but "staring out windows crying" is not a hot qualification right now.
Please note that in response to your post about your dog's jaws clamped hard around a stick, I did not comment, "Takes after his dad." You're welcome.
Cooked. Eating pizza. Didn't have a napkin so I took my shirt off and I'm using it.
Good news! Blood’s flowing!
You were telling everyone in the bar that Jess gave you scurvy.
Randomize
