To answer your question of whether I "went back," tits just informed me I was kicked out for falling off my barstool and passing out on the floor...
As it would turn out, "jesusssssss" is not the password to enter Faith Chapel's wifi network.
Stop trying to talk to my friends!!
then get some ugly ones...
Oh just living the dream. And by living the dream I mean drinking franzia out of a martini glass and watching family matters. Also, drinking every time Carl Winslow has a mustache and Eddie wears MC Hammer pants
I'm having a flashback of telling a guy that he was beautiful and graceful like a unicorn while playing shuffleboard.
Life lesson: When you compete in an impromptu "bloody mary chug-off," in the end, no one wins.
She's laying here with her head in my lap stoned, eating Doritos, whining about her boyfriend, and listening to Cher. Fuck the friend zone.
Do you remember trying to use a pencil, pen, and sunglasses as your second form of ID at the bar when they wouldn't let you in last night?
I don't think casual Fridays means I can go to work with dried cum in my hair...
before we left she put a post-it on the floor next to the toilet saying she was a pretty pretty princess
Speaking of gay, some dude in a life vest just goes, we should pull our dicks out! To larry. Were leaving now. I saw penis
CSI Miami is on and the guy is trying to save this woman who got shot. By stripping off his shirt & belt. THE WOMAN NEEDS YOUR PANTS OFF TOO
I was hoping for a marriage proposal... Or at least an offer to sleep in his bed.
This really high kid past out in the corner of the room holding a box of cheez its in his arm. My idol.
I am certain that you would be a mere freckle on the behemoth of slutty that has taken place at this complex.
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