i don't remember her name, but i don't need it unless we decide to hook up again. but even then, i can get away with not knowing it for a while. it's not like we have actual conversations.
Just ran to the store on my way to the office to buy Diet Coke...the guy in front of me let me cut because it was 4 more minutes until 8am, so he wouldn't be able to purchase his vodka. I love Wisconsin
I need to stop coming to work sober
We have had massive layoffs this year, yet the guy who cant flush his shit seems to still have a job
That should be a holiday. like easter. but bulges instead of baskets
On an unrelated side note: I shall now attempt to crawl to the bathroom. Where I will lay motionless on the cold ceramic bathtub with hot water pouring over my shivering body as I desperately try not to vomit. Good day.
after that, he'll be sure to remember me. i'll probably forget him, but that's the way it should be.
You have to figure out where to put this turtle dude
i'm pretty sure i can feel a baby kicking just looking at him. if he didnt impregnate you, you officially have an iron-clad uterus.
I really shouldn't be this use to hearing "YOURE THAT GIRL?!?!"
His name sounds so important....sounds like the name of my future baby daddy to me.
Hooking up with him was lovely.. but waking up in his bed the next morning and finding double stuffed oreos... I mean.... I won
He tried to introduce me to one of his friends that kept looking at me and I said "OH NO! I can't do this shit anymore!!" It was like I had a vision of what drunk me would've done in about 20 minutes.
I mentioned the porn thing he mentioned a brother it all kinda just came together
when I said eat the rich I didn't mean like that but here we are sucking that capitalist dick
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