That level of neurosis does not find love outside of Grey's Anatomy.
When I asked if she spit or swallow she replied "I never learned how to spit"
last nights makeup is better than no makeup at all.
dude.. you lit a cigarette on the bus and told the driver it was okay because you were fire marshall of your boy scout troop
Is it wrong that I didn't stop masterbating when the credit card company called?
did you answer or finish?
both
haha she has always seemed a little off. when i met her i was told she was the queen slut. and she had a crown on at the time. it seemed appropriate.
private study room at the lib turned into byob study room. that turned into battle royale and eric impaling his leg on a pen.
Good news. Hiccups are gone. Bad news. I had to set the bathroom rug on fire to get rid of them. Don't come home until the fire truck leaves.
She's like an enigma, wrapped in a riddle, tossed in miller light, inside a question. Nobody can explain a Heather.
can we for just one second remember that I played with a homeless man's rat at st marks?
You just sat there for two solid hours staring at your monitor and every five minutes screamed "LEGOOOOOS"
Yea. You locked yourself outside naked with nothing but running shoes and claimed it was a "parent trap thing."
Don't do it. It's 9 am on a Monday morning and I'm hungover. I can't deal with tears right now.
Questions: How did Rachel get home? Why did I find both her ID's in my shoes? And does anyone know if she's alive?
It's slightly odd going to a booty call during morning rush hour with everyone else going to work.
Randomize