I think we should urban dictionary "drive of shame." It involves a sprint to your car in his underwear and shirt, surreptitiously trying to put on your bra on at stoplights without attracting attention from neighboring cars, and lurking in your car a block from home so you can know when your roommate leaves for work.
dont like to call her my roomate, too cordial. i refer to her as the whore that was assigned to live with me
they just tried to tell me they weren't big into drugs. A) it was the 70's. B) I've seen the pictures.
we'll go far in life on tits alone.
she insisted that i refer to her boobs by name.
Good lord, they've set up every firework to be ignited by a trail of gasoline at midnight. God save us all.
4pm on a Sunday....roomate fucking like a wildabeast while I have a organic chemistry study group in my kitchen.
I wish the ER had shaved that part of my head. It would be easier to show people my staples at the bar.
Going to.goingto.gtoing to DIE DIE DIEEEE......i feel like everyeone impotrant in my life like MLK is judging me.... saddd day
I had to have the guy I went out with last night come pick me up from the hotel the next morning after I ditched him for a firefighter..don't even talk to me about a walk of shame
2 reasons we need to wear those onesies to the bar more ofter 1) comfy as shit 2) we both still got laid\n\nHow can you resist that kinda night?
Fell asleep with Kristen and woke up with Sarah. It's official, vacation has begun.
Dude. I don't even want cuddles. I just want an acknowledgement that I just had balls in my mouth.
It's not safe here. I had urgent and violent diarrhea last night, and I got blackout drunk. Please don't come over.
RAAAAAAAAWWWWRRRRRR
THATS ME HOWLING MY ENJOYMENT OF THE THINGS WE CAN DO WHILE GETTING DRUNK
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