so... how was it???
he had bart simpson sheets. he had itunes on shuffle and "don't worry be happy" started playing when he took his boxers off. sad to say i was neither worried nor happy
To make up for the snow days we missed he's making us write a paper on alcoholism. It's like he knows.
He is going to sleep with me. That's all there is to it. I'm 4 for 4 right now. I'm not making it 4 for 5.
Drank a fosters this weekend and last weekend. Listening to down under 5 times a day. Spent 100 dollars on a sleeveless men at work shirt circa 1983. We don't leave for another 5 weeks. I call it pregaming.
It's my coworker's last day party and I'm the one who ended up shitfaced on the train with half a bottle of belvedere in my bag.
She just asked me if I was looser "in the vagina" than her. While gyrating.
How much did you drink?
Enough to be hungover and still think roller coasters were a good idea
I just flicked a lizard out of the window with a bud light in one hand and spatula inthe other...dont tell me you dont miss the south
I am playing a little game I like to call "How Quickly Can I Infuse This Vodka Into My Bloodstream Without the Use of an IV"
She was rubbing her face on the carpet, she was high.
Sockward: that moment during sexytimes when you realize your socks are still on and you have no idea how to remove them in a non-awkward fashion.
She just won 2 Grammys at 17 and were sitting here hotboxing our half bathroom
He gave me the "find somebody who wants to date you for who you are" speech while I walked around the house asking people for pants.
Just cried because I'm out of oreos. This post-molly depression can go fuck itself.
So my POF profile is full of Archer references. Only guys who get them will be getting any response to their messages.
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