I wanna be on tlc
Impossible. You are neither fat, fertile or fashionless.
Single schmingle. No one actually obeys the relationship boundaries these days. Its 2009.
The woman in front of me has a completely clear purse. I can see everything. It's ballsy because her vagisil is on display.
No. untill you have done a puke that contains nothing but semen and tequila, you do not 'feel my pain'
She keeps referring to it as an "us" Either she is seriously mistaken on what fuck buddies are or she learned another meaning of the word "us"
I have minimal recognition and a lot of burns on my tongue and my vagina hurts.
I think they were cool with it, they should have know if I was the host of the baby shower it was going to involve a keg and jager shots.
So my nipple piercings were only $20 because it's breast cancer awareness month. Fuck yes!
Yes. Amanda is the only option and I want cake so I can sacrifice my vagina.
No shame December is a go.
There is naked swordfighting and something green and alcoholic going on in the basement. COME. OVER. NOW.
Last thing I remember is ranting about hating pants. Woke up this morning pants less. Couldn't find them, decided to leave. Driving without pants is surprisingly liberating.
he just kept repeating "those were some pretty nipple-y tits" over and over the rest of the night
She deliberately backed into the homewrecker's whoremobile and yelled ""FOR SPARTA!"
i just ran butt naked down the hall and someone highfived me. i love college.
I woke up with a shot glass nestled between my boobs like a baby bird.
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