On a scale of affliction to ed hardy, how douchy is in there right now?
She said so on her MySpace, so it's gotta be true.
No. I still stand by my previous statement that nachos and tequila is the breakfast of champions.
I replied to the university automated mass text about the armed robbery at the on-campus Starbucks with a sad face. Basically sums up my night.
I sent him a pic of my tits.. All he said was, "oh your sun burn"
Yeah he's still asleep. I washed the blender out. He tried to make a ham-shake. Lets wait until after break to have that talk. I kind of want to see where this goes.
I'll come out for a little. I can't be visibly hungover at work again or I get written up and fired. And yes, I am aware of how alcoholic that sounds.
Well duh, alcohol and getting fucked up are the world's common languages.
You then proceeded to tell me how good of a cook you were and put raw cookie dough in the champagne.
Good for him. He wanted to accomplish walking across niagara, I'm hoping to accomplish not throwing up tomoro nite, we all have our own priorities in life.
He needs to seriously stop texting me at 3am for sex. Late night and early morning hours are for the guys who DON'T bust a nut in the first 5 minutes of making out.
Yeah minute men are best for late afternoons when you're inbetween running errands and have nothing to do.
I think my Halloween costume this year will be made entirely of pillows and I'll be Marshmellow girl or Kirby. That way I'm comfortable, warm, and if I fall over drunk I'm safe.
You are going to come home to a suitcase in the fridge. Just go with it.
I feel bad cuz I was his ride home, but I didn't know I was going to have a religious experience with a guy in a cookie monster t-shirt. You can't plan for that shit.
The bouncer just called me magically delicious... apparently I'm a lucky charm. hollllleeeerrrr!
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