Good. You are like the clit whisperer.
Best look from Detroit today: running across the street with your buttcheeks on display carrying a 40 oz. Or maybe being crazy-pregnant and screaming and slamming a pay phone. Toss up.
so i completely puked my brains out. a lot. he held me up so i could brush my teeth. then we proceeded to hook up for the next four hours.
he's a keeper
After the VIP Latina experience at the strip club last night, I am rooting for Mexico in this years World Cup.
We need to play Chardee MacDennis. Contact me when you have an available date. This is not a question.
You call it a hangover, I call it a baby squirrel burrowing its way out of my head.
You asked me if you could throw up in my shoe.
Shit, my parents are coming over and I just realized that a grinder is not an acceptable paperweight
So I'm sitting at my desk and Thunderstruck came on my iPod. I then proceeded to drink coffee every time I heard thunderstruck. Who says you don't remember anything from college?
Going to a professional golf course at 2am to throw the flag poles like javelins
I think I'm going to contact pbr and see if they'll sponsor our dreams
I don't know what to say to that. All I know is my vagina is trying to jump through the phone.
High-fiving last weekend's hook up in passing on the way to class has given me quite the lady boner.
I don't know what to say to you.
I don't know what I said to you. Start with that.
Last night you were throwing up in my toilet singing "all by myself."
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