love how google fills in search terms for you, today for example, i ran a query for "why do girls get t"
and google finished it w/ "ramp stamps."
I felt less weird knowing others had searched this before me.
well we can cross tagging a chick in a movie theatre off the list of things to do before we die
I take that as "no I'm not driving you to the bar in a blizzard"
He had a 99.9% chance of getting laid...until he started cutting down the frat's volleyball nets with his pocket knife.
i just found this napkin with your number on it in my jacket pocket. it reads amy, drawing of a wine bottle and a house
My boss just told me not to come back to work if I decide to drink. Challenge accepted.
Actually it's really just going to be me drunk in your living room swinging from a pole on a tuesday morning.
It was less of a bar, and more of an abandoned basement that some people sell booze in.
Pretty sure my idea of standards went out the window when I hooked up with a guy who had a rooster tattoo with an arrow pointing down to his no no bits. Think about it.
Also, you need to stop getting hammered and taking showers with people.
you got drunk, told him he looked like shaggy and said 'I wouldn't show you my mystery machine for all the scooby snacks in the world'
Today is a shit your pants at work kinda day
i regret nothing
brb throwing up in the dishwasher
i regret everything
THEY'RE TEXTING LIKE MIDDLE AGED SOCCER MOMS WHAT DO I DO
We just had sex on an abandoned logging road while wearing snow shoes. God bless Montana boys.
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