love how google fills in search terms for you, today for example, i ran a query for "why do girls get t"
and google finished it w/ "ramp stamps."
I felt less weird knowing others had searched this before me.
Note to self: soco dudes get amusinly uncomfotable when I moan at the urinal.
I opened my browser to a doctor page titled "serious pain under left side of ribcage". Last night must have been healthy.
running late. just ran over a dude on a bike
I'm giving up shame for lent. Here come the best 40 days and nights of my life.
We've been here 3 hours and the only 1 word answer she didn't give was the drink order. Don't think I'm getting laid tonight
something had to give and with her weight the coffee table never stood a chance
I'm drinking sangria out of a sand pail. I'll pass on tonight
No, no... it's pale and surrounded by awkward, curly, red hair. It's the Ronald McDonald of penises.
What happened to my knees?
You ate shit in front of the homeless people. They applauded.
Oh and an honorable mention for your father's porn collection. Things I'll never forget.
No worries, I've prioritized my homework into "can do drunk" and "should be sober" categories. We're good.
George disappeared two hours ago with a stripper named "delicious." Haven't seen him since
All I'm saying is this is the exact reason I should not be left unsupervised.
i'm in a very strange mood rn i'm listening to bruno mars??? am i ok????
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