No. You are not the Kate in this relationship. I will do what I want.
Any time you start making pro wrestling references before 10 PM I know that I'm breaking up a fight between you and some muscled up frat boy you call Hogan.
I just passed on expense account drinking, this must be the worst hangover ever.
Hey, can you come over and kill me real quick
You said your legs stopped working and then pulled yourself around the floor with your hands.
That explains the wood chips stuck in my nipples.
can i text him and be like "oh yeah, forgot i kinda made out with a girl this weekend. For future reference, does this count as cheating?" ?
you were making out with a guy that looked like Fat Albert, I kicked you in the vagina but you didn't stop
My suggestion is that you just get high and set shit on fire
Don't know how your birthday has been, but mine has involved Hershey's syrup and a blowie. It's safe to say you're playing catch up.
We were on a plane, I couldn't just grab his dick
That was just an endearing nickname I called you before. I'm not gonna call you a filthy slut now that you are one, I don't want to hurt your feelings.
Granted every 20 shifts of working there you seem to be on par to receive some sort of racy satisfying sexual encounter which money can’t buy
I AM OFFICIALLY LICENSED TO BE A LESBIAN
All I remember is you shouting "THIS KID IS A FREAKIN' NINJA!!" when he dive rolled over a barbed wire fence and proceeded to ask for his 18th beer.
OH GOD IT TASTES LIKE IT SMELLS
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