that was a gay-test. you passed.
with flying rainbow colors i hope!
Yeah, you spent an hour in front of the mirror trying to reenact the Sailor Moon theme song.
I just signed a document stating that I would dd all summer if they would go pickup food.
At what point last night did I start ordering doubles?
Right after we had the just friends talk..
But why is there no point in liking him? Does he have herpes? Is he married? Is he gay? Did he get his penis chopped off in a freak accident? If the answer is no to all of the above, then he is fair game
btw i have an angry voicemail of you yelling at me to get you a sandwich or die.
He was standing in the front door with a kareoke machine yelling at the neighbors as the unloaded their van
I fed him jelly beans while he fingered me. Win, win situation.
It all boils down to, who else do we know that is willing to buy our friendship?
That's cool. At least the punch line of my story isn't I shit in a booth at Denny's.
Faking my way through an entire party as a British exchange student. Wish me luck.
This message brought to you by inappropriate slogans. Cotton candy, melting in your mouth like boners.
You leaned over so she could squirt ketchup in your hair and then started chanting "KETCHUP NIGHT!! KETCHUP NIGHT!!!"
THIS IS AN AMERICAN HORROR STORY I CAN'T FIND MY VIBRATOR ANYWHERE WHICH MEANS I LOST IT WHEN I MOVED WHICH MEANS MY POOR VIBRATOR IS OUT THERE IN THE WORLD ALL ALONE RIGHT NOW WHAT AM I GOING TO DO
so it turns out that when you ride the subway drunk at 5 am you wake up with a sailor in your bed
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