I specifically asked you not to be slutty tonight.
I literally might walk of shame home on a cable car. If that doesn't scream San Francisco I don't know what does
At 4am he sent "uree asss ize anmazin"
she just punched a dude and called him a peasant for not drinking fast enough in flip cup.
Im just a social blackout drinker.
He made me leave when I challenged "all you bitches" to a game of strip taboo.
Having never done that before, When should one expect the horrible shame to end? Days, months, ever?
A week or so, depending on size. In your case, maybe give it a month.
I just had a fifteen minute conversation with a Raccoon by the garbage bin. I was feeding it chex mix.
Hooker in the library. I repeat, we have a hooker in the library. This is not a drill.
I inhaled my own vomit, how was your night?
So shaving my butt whilst humming "be prepared" is now in my top five weirdest Friday night activities.
IM GOING TO SIT ON YOUR FACE AND CHANT 'I BELIEVE THAT WE WILL WIN'
Unfortunately i'm awake, hungover, and covered in something I'm pretty sure is Easy Cheese. Send help.
I can see. My condolences to your vagina.
They picked up the lamp, held it aloft, and proclaimed apropos of nothing “this is going right up my ass”. LOUDLY
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