I'm getting the same feeling waiting for the web-page to load that has my final grades that I get when I take a pregnancy test. I think I'm gonna leave my computer for 3 minutes.
dude there is absolutely no room for a slide in our room
that's not even the weird part though. he already knew where the bathroom was, he might have been here before..
Ok, let's play "if you were a slut" again and try and retrace our steps last night..
he was definitely TRYING to give me herpes.
If I could drive and get you Starbucks I would... But that's probably not a good idea. On account of the drugs.
I'm just so happy. I go to sleep and when I wake up there will be chocolate milk and penis.
Well, my breasts are swollen and I cried about the Iditarod. But I say PMS until proven pregnant.
He gave me twenty cool ranch tacos and declared, drunk, " Look, I do good"
I have meat and whiskey. will you bring condoms?
My trash can accurately represents my weekend: Bojangles wrappers and magnums.
I'm really glad I had vomit on my sweater when I met his sister.
In reference to the club we were headed to our cab driver told us about the time he had sex with a woman on the dance floor there. And what do you know, they're celebrating their 22 marriage anniversary together this year! True love does exist!
I fucked the midget version of a backstreet boy and I am not mad about it
Did I ever tell you what happened that night after he ran you over?
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