You don't understand, Single Ladies is like the Don't Stop Believing of the gay community.
she met some random, took his vcard, peed in his bed, left, and then requested him as her boyfriend on facebook
Now he's galloping around the bar. I don't know whether to laugh or cry.
they were fucking between cars in the parking lot and everyone was cheering at them.
Somewhere along the night we ended up at a food lion giving jello shots to high school girls.
Februarys looking very promising in the vaginal department
So some sort of safe sex group just flash mobbed the bar by putting condoms over people's beers.
They left screaming as a hale of lubbed up condoms rained into their hair.
Boobs are also good for catching the vodka gummy bears that miss my mouth
My mouth tastes like what I imagine a hobo's skin would taste like.
I just found out that I slept with Kate Gosselin's publicist back in June . Brb I have to wash myself endlessly.
We're going to party like we don't have spanx on
I just wanted to be the best at what I did even if that included sexing a whole fraternity or sorority ya know?
Are you the reason I woke up without pants?
I also farted in bed this morning and said, "I don't even care. My body deserves that."
I'm still alive btw, in case you were worried about my well being.
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