similar to the time we made up the game of screaming at the top of our lungs any time a guy any of us slept with walked into the party. that went over SO well.
What happened to the watermelon?
You fucked it.
Come on... In this relationship-economy, you gotta have "awesome blowjobs" on your resume.
If we get out of this alive, I'm never going to a Denny's at 3 am again.
yep. it's official. for $40 they will let you lick the stripper pole.
I don't remember much, but my night is dated pre-Jaeger and post-Jaeger. Also, my boss may or may not have tucked me in.
She slapped his drink out of his hand to get him to leave the bar while he and I were having an intense debate about the lyrics to mmmbop
Just be aware that next year I will probably try to seduce you to avoid going to the gym
I got another blow job proposal last night. Skills.
So feel off my bed lastnight into the trashcan. On the plus side i thought under my bed was a cave and i went exsploring
It's fine. I wouldn't trust either of them to be my workplace drug buddy.
Hey my dad gave me life the least I can do is take him chicken strips and a pack of marlboros.
And then you refused to pee in anything but a sink
sometimes you just gotta eat tacobell at 2am and cry all your feelings out
I hate who I am becoming
I think of it as growth but I also hate who I am becoming as well
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