google image searching george stephanopoulos at 1 AM on a saturday night...once again
I sent you an email today but due to work restrictions, I had to misspell choke sex
You were so drunk last night you thought you force pushed the automatic door open.
I'm doing a half mile walk of shame carrying a trash bag and still very drunk. Save me. I feel like a refugee.
I have one brief flash of having his dick in my hand. that's all I remember.
I have come to the conclusion that if you don't fulfill your life ambitions you should go into porn
Once I saw his penis, I knew I made the right choice
we decided to do a scavenge hunt for ourself for when we walked back to our apartments. We hid taco bell behind some bushes. I think they are still good.
I think the best part was when you jumped over me naked.
I didn't realize I was holding it, until I was like, "whose baby is this?"
say 'i' if you broke up a fight involving your father at TD bank today....
you crashed our wine night double date and sat on the floor eating cheese talking about how big his dick is.
Everything smells like blood and olive oil.
Oh and apparently something happened that was related to "THIS IS SPARTA" but no one will tell me what I did.
So I'm going to blame my boobs hurting on that.
I know it was a good night because I got a lecture from my roommates mom about stranger danger
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