he actually proposed, and i threw up on him...i guess 5 glasses of wine was a bad idea.
you wouldnt answer to anything but devil's advocate all night.
I hate nights where "I found my underwear" can be considered a victory.
I think she must be bulimic. I mean, every time I see her I know i want to throw up.
Wouldn't be the first time..I think there's a subliminal message constantly playing in my mind that says 'blackout', 'throwing up is fun' 'too sober'
Great. I get laid, Leslie Nielsen dies. I can't have have sex anymore, the film community can't take another loss like this.
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He was visibly upset that you'd rather eat nachos than have sex with him.
I'll probably regret it tomorrow. But right now, accepting this $2000 credit card so that I can finance booty calls from across the united states sounds like a golden idea.
Apparently coming home smelling like I took a bath in beer is frowned upon in this household. I'm so glad I don't actually live here.
I'll never get why we had to sing the entire full house theme to the cab driver.... never drinking rum again.
I was fed cake in bed and then was pinned down and ridden till I came. And then fed more cake. I'm going to marry Brad. I'll put money on it.
Im including "no monologues past 1am" in the list of apartment rules. Theatre majors dude.
I'm kinda glad you won't be in Vegas tomorrow because you'd make us go streaking or throw dead animals at them.
Okay well for one he didn't speak any english but before any happened he made me use the translator to consent
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