Confirm your location. A cross street is best, but if google mapping yourself is your least-shameful option go for it. ps- going through his mail for an actual address is always an option.
ice luge is my downfall...
...u mean upfall.
My body isn't even mad at me...just disappointed
Btw...I puked in my hand last night and threw it on the floor. Don't let me do tequila ever again.
I feel like if Miami and New Jersey fucked each other and produced a baby that would summarize the bar I'm in.
Oh thank the gods of upholstery, i thought that was never coming out...
I am pretty sure they consider me one of the "bros". They compliment girl's racks to me and are the human forms of dick-be-gone. They won't sleep with me more than once cause it's "weird", or let any "untrustworthy boys" sleep with me and I still help them get laid. Not...fair...
I was grinding on people that were grinding. Nonconsensual.
I think girls have an advantage in chugging contests. We know how to just open our throats.
Bonded with the ladies at the perfume outlet by saying "help me smell like i'm not hungover before my shift starts". This is not where I wanted my life to be
Why would you waste your Ritalin on your children?
Safe to say we should stock up on nipple bandaids ladies
I woke up to a bum peeing outside my window, and he said, "This is embarrassing for you."
His dick smelled like strawberries...it was awesome.
I blacked out after the piñata full of condoms
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