Confirm your location. A cross street is best, but if google mapping yourself is your least-shameful option go for it. ps- going through his mail for an actual address is always an option.
So I have $4.22 in my bank account, just wrote a check for a tooth brush from quikmart, and bought a 25 cent condom from the bathroom. i don't know whats more sad, my bank account or the fact that i'm entrusting my entire future to a condom machine that was probably last filled in 1970
I'm proud of us, I'm cleaning up the place and I haven't found a single beer can that isn't empty.
Just hungoverly hit my funny bone with a hot straightener. Triple threat.
Speaking of morons, I just found half a Subway sandwich in the bathroom drawer You or your brother?
I am dressing up to go buy weed. I need to get out more.
this is probably the only time in my life that i would want to fuck thomas jefferson
His concept of male bonding is doing lines in adjacent stalls.
FUCK BUDDYS DON'T HOLD HANDS. NO EXCEPTIONS.
When the shrooms kicked in we both simultaneously realized we were not the right puzzle piece for the dubstep puzzle.
We made eye contact and were like we are not welcome here, the ravers are onto us and we need to get the fuck out before we get shuffled upon
I'm sure we could make a ball of yarn and a nickel into a drinking game
Oh I'm definitely going to hit on her, there's no question about that. What I meant by playing it cool is I'm not going to mount her on sight.
It's one of those "I can't stand you but we're stuck in the same hotel room tonight so let's fuck until one of us passes out" kind of nights.
I feel like any time there's that much rope, lingerie, and horse masks on the ground, it's safe to say it was a great night
I'll talk to you in a minute. Gotta put my peacocks away
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