I wonder if i passed any courses from last semester
so this was truly a case of the blacked out leading the blacked out.
You took a fire extinguisher off the wall in the hallway to play Ghostbusters.
i feel like i was in a swimming pool of captain and coke and had to drink my way out
Am I allowed to say that I would really enjoy blowing you again? Or does that fall into the "nothing changes between us" catagory?
You "were" hungover, which is past tense. So that gives you no excuse not to go out tonight.
I am at the point where deciding not to drink alone is worth a rocky music montage in and of itself.
He still lectured me about forgetting shit. Than he said he's gonna paint me green so I can stand in a corner and be a plant.
Every pair of shorts I try on makes me look like some kind of powerful lesbian wizard.
That is like, the point of shorts
I like to imagine god has to get plastered to deal with the fact that he made you and me
its like my brain is a tree and you are those little cookie elves
and then at some point during the night I ended up holding a baby
Why was a baby at a karaoke bar, and were you wasted?
only slightly. thats not the point. it was a cute baby.
Well someone is clearly not winning the parent of the year award here
I just woke up naked next to a GetGo sandwich and I can hear my cats are eating my combos. So that's my life.
He was the perfect gentleman on our first date. Took me out for candlelit dinner at a fancy restaurant, held open the door, walked me home, and made me cum three times before he got his.
It will pretty much be equal to the feeling I had when you let me hold your dick while you were peeing, or when I graduated high school!
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