I'm on that like soy sauce on rice
Courtney? Is that you? I have pictures of this very same night.
I rubbed one out into an envelope and mailed it to her. Game point, I win.
Tell your boobs to stop staring at me.
All I remember is drinking vodka out of tupperware.
Totally using formspring as an incognito way of making sure that girl from last night wasn't jailbait.
It started as a joke and ended with a trip to the emergency room, a broken macbook and a gigantic hole in the concrete of my driveway.
I don't know if I want to cry scream puke or go somewhere and drink more. This is such a weird emotion.
I find out next week of the Australian was lying about his vasectomy or not. Keep your fingers crossed!
She just pored wine down the turkeys hole and said that she christened it like the whore that it is...happy thanksgiving.
Seriously. Come back. I've had two beers for breakfast so far. The third will be for lunch since it's already 12.
I am taking a candle lit bath, blasting some tupac and smoking a fat bowl. This is how every night should end. Did you go take a piss in his car yet?
There is a time and place for BDSM, in-between disney sing-alongs is not one of them.
Just had a threesome with my best friend and LSAT teacher...just checked three things off my bucket list in one night
I was at his place until 2am. We just sat really close an stared at each other. I think you are right. Germans must not have feelings. Not even tingly ones in their pants.
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