Confirm your location. A cross street is best, but if google mapping yourself is your least-shameful option go for it. ps- going through his mail for an actual address is always an option.
Sometimes I wish there were a little bird hiding that would periodically go, "creep-per."
Here's an idea...how about I take shots by myself and drunk dial you around noon?
I just remember getting him back by licking the window on his truck.
He knows as soon as he hits chameleon eye status drunk, he is guaranteed to piss the bed we NEED to push him there
I remember now some guy came over and hit on me and poured peppermint schnapps and chocolate syrup in my mouth. Pretty sure he was dressed like Santa....
That awkward moment when you can't tell what smells like tacos: you, the cat, or the strange guys blanket your so tenderly swaddled in.
Dude, I think shitting blood should be a cause for concern not celebration that you had a great night.
You wore a man's plastic top hat last night.
No I didn't. Whiskey did.
This guy smelled his armpits before trying to approach me at the bar
when the repo soundtrack came on in the middle of us having sex i realized it was about time that i clear out my itunes library
I've been called an asshole for a lot of things in my life, but I never thought it would be because of potatoes
Our music was glorious. Maidens were deflowered to the sound of my voice.
Do you know how hard it is to give a bj in your dead grandmothers car
It's Valentine's Day, I figure for sure we'll have sex today, right? Wrong. I tried unsuccessfully for like an hour to get him to fuck me. Now he's asleep and I'm on my way to join the public library.
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