You know your life is awesome when sometimes you walk down the street eating a sandwich and you run into someone you had a threesome with. And not say hi.
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.
just walk of shamed past a man riding a bike. RIDING A BIKE. what a wholesome life he must lead.
She just told me her legs are numb and that she dedicated her karaoke of ice ice baby to her 4 month old son.
I don't know what possessed you to do that, but you have to give the stripper more money before you try to check her oil or they are going to throw us out every time you do that.
I told her my hands were paint brushes and her vagina was my canvas
I knew it would be a shit show so I just went ahead and took plan b before I even got there. How's that for responsible?
I remember having the weirdest thoughts and thinking our room was a compass and we were in the compass or something.
i was in burrito mode and too drunk to move. no fucks were given. none.
I was a little curious what "unspeakable" things he could possibly do to my feet
Ok she stopped using her fork and knife and is legit eating that steak using her hands.
Also the girl beside me smells like she's been in a deep fryer.
Welcome to the club of "Sick of cleaning up actual shit." We meet on the 3rd Sunday of each month. Bring your ceremonial viking helmet.
Dude, never piss off a hungover boss.
Only if I get to be Gritty
How would you be Gritty for a fantasy hockey league?
Don't worry about it.
Randomize
