So pretty much, I was trying to piece last night together and remembered a point where I was pointing to you heart then touching your face. I'm not sure that I ever translated that to "I like your personality better than your looks" but that's what I meant
I wonder who the first pervert was, and if he would be proud of me for advancing his art form by so much
We're upstairs smoking....the password is pineapple
There is a semi-attractive guy at the door who's looking for you. Says he met you on Chatroulette. Start explaining NOW.
My walk of shame got a new perspective when I walked into his livingroom and found his roommate fucking some chick on the coffee table.
So... on the count of three, we are going to forget last night ever happened... 1...2...3
Let me begin my 3 part apology by saying that you are a wonderful human being...
Ok, let's play "if you were a slut" again and try and retrace our steps last night..
dude you need a shock collar for some of the things you say when you're drunk.
That big chick who gave you the handly polished off one of the walls to the ginger bread house right before she came outside. FYI
If I get over there and the april fools joke is that there's no HBO, I'm setting fire to the place.
Using the random money I found in my bra from Halloween to pay to print my bio notes. I only brought a debit to the bar. College win.
Okay I shall begin. Thank you Swedish chef
Hurrfy smmurdshy burrfst!
That is the exact response I was looking for.
I may have played more drinking games with my family this last week than all of freshman year...
He went down on me for like 30 min and honestly half the time I thought about those videos where people can smash watermelons with their legs and I just wanted to do that to his skull
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