This martini tastes like the bartender stirred it with his foreskin.
He was singing "i gotta feeling" under his breath as i was pulling my top off.
Its name is Richard. And I think he formally introduced us.
First coke bust down the road. Spring is finally here.
Apparently the cops have a video of me singing bob seger "Night moves".
You can't call dibs 8 years later.
We left around 4am, just after you laid down on your front lawn to take a piss. After 15 mins I said "dude are you still peeing?" you replied "Nope, just laying here with my dick out."
You haven't had the true md experience until you've had your crotch grabbed by a drunk stripper with a snaggle tooth in front of your coworkers.
I refrained from asking a guy what he spilled on his dick because it smelled good. Morals.
It's called being normal.
I don't think people appreciate how hard it is to fuck in a portapotty. Sarah and I had train for that shit.
if happy hour never ends, you’ll never have to eat kale
You were drunkenly dancing with a statue you affectionately referred to as "The Captain." I wasn't going to deny your happiness.
i just got hit by a door and im the one that said im sorry, yeah im drunk.
i think i left you like a 5 minute message about the mcchicken burger i was eating. I think I called wanting sex but the mcchicken burger was a lot more seducing.
You think you can just send me a picture of your dick and everything will be ok?
Yep.
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