I have decided that a Nickelback cover band would be the pinnacle of loserdom.
I was so high I couldnt even listen to music i was terrified of the potential knowledge i would gain.
Why am I getting the stink eye from these people? They're acting like BYOB isn't kosher in a laundromat.
"Tuesday" and "open-bar" shouldn't be used in the same sentence.
It went alright, nothing too special, just got threatened with a knife by our server.
Are we doing anything tonight after class for Valentine's Day or just being lazy and having sex?
If you expect me to say anything other than 'lazy and sex' you're crazzzzy!
She who has the vag holds all the power. He will learn one way or the other.
Not sure if you're still doing the whole "sleeping with only one person" thing but if you're not we should sleep together when I get back in town tonight.
So... crashing at the hot bartender's place is not a solid marital decision.
I'm smoking in a kimono on the couch. Bring me gin.
Idk man, we spent like 20 mins arguing about the moral ambiguity of fucking in someone else's car
I fear our relationship is coming to an end. Last night I felt the need to bloody apologise for waking him up with a blow job.
I'm taking pictures of my asshole to send to my boss. This is not what I had in mind the day after thanksgiving.
I'm just now realizing I've slept with guys from three different decades over the past year. That's gotta be some sort of record.
I think sunday funday got a little out of control. There is cheese slices and BBQ sauce all over the roof and 4 empty bottles of vodka in my room.
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