i literally paused in the middle of it, turned on my light, pointed to the picture netxt to my bed and go "you hooked up with my roommate too!!! AWWW!" he was so weirded out. i don't think he understands the relationship we have..we share..
it was the drunk execution of a sober decision, and its much more tasteful than the first mullet
like the only thing i remember is bringing a piece of toast to the bar...
Reason 37 booty call break ups suck: I literally could not find his house in the daytime.
I figured you left because I was a shit show. Were you still there when I got locked in the bathroom and didn't know where I was? If not, that could have been a dream. I'm still not sure.
I think it was the free bomb shots from the creepy bolivians that sent us over the edge
The number of people who end up getting laid as a result of the cha cha slide....is terrible.
Okay so for future reference and your own safety I should probably tell you that it is not cranberry juice in that bottle on the kitchen table.
Well. Your father was, shall we say, privately surfing the Internet when he found a video of you and Kevin. This was on a very public website honey.
By the way, Kevin! OMG good catch honey!
I just had the best counseling appointment lets fucking rage
My mouth feels like it's at the dentist but my body feels like it's at the strip club.
Oh and apparently something happened that was related to "THIS IS SPARTA" but no one will tell me what I did.
So I'm going to blame my boobs hurting on that.
The Uber driver took us to a Waffle House. We didn't even say anything when we got in. MAGIC.
Lady at the airport across from me just pulled a cat out of her bag. can't deal with this right now..
I just bumped into this random I hooked up with a few years ago at Steve's party. Talk about a fingerblast from the past!
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