that was a gay-test. you passed.
with flying rainbow colors i hope!
every time i get drunk at her place i end up leaving with nothing but an empty box of toaster strudels..
dude, she masturbates with a ken doll.
Dear vodka that I hid in a water bottle in the backseat of Blairs car, I'm sorry that she gave you away to a man on side of the road with an over heated engine. I'm sure the car doesn't appreciate you as much as I would have.
She gets me. First thing she said this morning "I'll buy breakfast if you can tell me my name."
But youre all cute and shit. Woo that cunt. And by cunt i mean strong independent woman
New drinking game. Every time Romney and Santorum switch leads, take a shot.
....this is what your political science major is getting you?
That little tingle vodka gives me in my esphagus is what lets me know I'm still alive.
She has a boyfriend. But if he's a decent human being he understands blowjobs don't count as cheating with her. Keeping those miracles to himself is a crime against humanity.
how exactly do you say, "i only agreed to meet you for breakfast because i thought we could go to your place and fuck afterwards."
Bon Iver should never be played when you just ate shrooms.
God he's so convenient, drugs, an parties all in one person. He's like the Walmart of delinquency.
We can get drunk and battle coyotes
Well I just woke up to no pants, Gatorade on the headboard along with an uneaten steak, and the instinct I was a giant asshole.
We are bad people. This is why we are friends. <3
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