ive decided theres a fine line between accepting money for sex and letting someone buy you late night taco bell and knowing that if he hadnt you wouldnt be in his bed right now
Dude, we somehow need to leave discretely with the toilet brush.
If you can't do the LSAT hung over. You can't do the LSAT. That's the real practice.
Wednesday. Otherwise known, to you at least, as "there are two gay men in my bed" day.
Dude they are all farmers and I'm pretty sure there's a prostitute here.
I put a toilet paper roll with my number on it by his face... hooking up is not happening
I am the slutty bisexual glue that holds this friendship group together.
I'd rather be castrated by angry chipmunks Than live your life for 24 hours
He's hitting it raw. Might as well stick his dick in a vat of SARS at this point.
I managed to get through my meeting without throwing up in someone else's office, so there's that for an accomplishment today.
Are you planning on wandering into construction sites drunk and falling down 6' holes?
probably
I woke up completely naked with the exception of my leg warmers. Last night must have been interesting.
A 'Bear Fight' is a car bomb followed by a Jaeger bomb. Fuckface and I do those on slow days. Tonight, we did a 'Polar Bear on Fire'. Fireball, a bear fight in the middle, and end with rumple minze.
I made friends at the beach bars tonight. Several were worried for my well being.
You're like the fucking Mozart of sexting.
Our breakfast options are microwave popcorn, wavy lays and fireball
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