Nope, Im Irish and pissed with some drunk mixed in...therefore punching things is the best solution to every problem.
If you are in NYC and not seeing anyone, you should come fucke me now because:1 i am not in love with you anymore, 2 i am drunk enough where i won't feel the n eed to kisx you awardly to avoid your beard, 3we have unfinished business that i wpn't get -assed unyil orgass have been had, 4 i really really want to
I mean we're not committed. He's my first choice, sort of like miller lite. When I'm at the bar I'm going to order one, but if they don't maybe I'll go for a bud or blue moon. I'm certainly not going to stop drinking
Just found a "how to get laid" book on the dresser and am now a victim of method number 16 corollary 7.
we fucked while standing on a ladder. challenging, but worth it.
josh has a chalupa in his pocket if you're hungry.
I need to cry about outer space to someone. Can I call you?
Oh god. I asked to "play his sexaphone" which I though was a super sex way to say "let me blow you". He fucking walked home at 4:30am
I am not betting on the failure of any friend that is not you.
Well you finally jumped into that tree you've always wanted into and some girl gave you an 8.5. You were very happy.
It took years to build this empire of casual fuckings and not carings.
So I should just walk in, look him in the eye and say, "I just came to fuck your brother, nice to meet you" and just walk to your room.
Officially spring today. First sighting of loud-ass Steller Jay on the balcony.
She was sitting on the couch in his tux jacket...no pants, eating cold vegetable lasagna. Yet I'm the weirdo?
I mean the power was out what was I supposed to do
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