Turns out I'm a social drinker... I just happen to be REALLY social.
Woke up in an unfamiliar basement in a sleeping bag with Matt to a police officer shining his flashlight in my eyes and asking me my birth date and social security number. My morning went swimmingly.
at first i was worried but she assured me her frail vegan body would have no chance at conception.
protesters in toronto definately have the best pot
I'm not sure if doing him was such a good idea. Yes the sex was good, but I'm scared I set myself up for failure in 2011 because he's the hottest guy. Ever.
You said that "grilled cheese was much to complex" and started to throw the buttered bread at the wall while eating all the cheese.
I'm not sure any amount of coworker judgement will keep me from eating oatmeal with dinosaur eggs.
But I just had this pork pâté. It was dick grabbing.
Our DD has become famous. Strippers are asking to be handcuffed to him.
He got hotter. I'm offended on behalf of the rest of our graduating year.
I had the bathroom of girls sing you happy birthday while you puked. I couldn't stop laughing. They were all so supportive
And one groomsman rode a suitcase cart like a skateboard until he crashed and took out a piece of sheet rock. Later he pulled out his nuts.
No biggie, just trying to keep my liver function in the green
There's a weed, money and oreo filled pinata promised for our party.
It's very finicky. Like baking. or BDSM.
Randomize
