So what's the moral of this story? Aside from 'lesbians hold grudges'?
the only reason I knew his name is because half way through I looked up and it was tatooed on his chest.
woke up naked, gf gone. There is a cup of change in the fridge, a bird in the bathroom, and odie is drawn on my ceiling. I live in a non sequitur
Doubtful. That seems irresponsible. The 4th will kill you if you stopped drinking until then. Let's think logically.
It's kind of hard to say bye to you when you fall asleep on the bar..
Nice. Don't spend your therapist's co-pay on Jaeger bombs.
Showed up 2 hours late and still drunk nobody gave me a high five. This intership is bullshit.
I think the camel was justified in biting me.
and I believe it was when I was running to class to take a test still drunk in my Halloween costume that I realized I have reached that point in the semester where I just don't give a flying fuck anymore.
I may or may not have shit out a layer of my liver after that weekend.
Her Grandmother felt me up AND paid for dinner. If she doesn't get her shit together I'm gonna be her Step Grandfather.
Doap. Just bring some lube and a slingshot. Not sure y we need the slingshot.
I can't believe i lost my ID... bringing my birth certificate to the club was a weird experience
Totally just made a post sex emergency cupcake run. My life is awesome.
I will find, mount, and marry that person.
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