By connection do you mean me drunkenly grinding my ass on his lap for an extended period of time? If so, then yes, we had a "connection"
just found a carrot inside of a baby sock. living with toddlers is like living with tiny hammered people.
She started howling at the moon. That was pretty much the deal breaker.
You know it's time to cut back when your unemployed drug dealer roommate tells you that you party too hard.
Going to the u of w I constantly have that moment of, oh hey I felt you up at that rave at folk fest that one time. Winnipeg is too small.
I woke up in my living room, on the floor, wearing nothing but a fur coat?
HIV testing and a light brunch. Sounds like a great way to spend Christmas Eve.
Maybe you'll have a Christmas miracle
I'm a complete klutz, especially when I get excited. I pee a lot too. I'm like a puppy except I don't pee in the floor.
He offered to take my unemployed self out for drinks, but I really just want him to buy me the Beyoncé album
Let me rub your butt and eat French fries from your mouth and dip them in your ketchup filled belly button.
At least your nickname is not Plunge Slut and that nickname is not in a published thesis work
A guy I hooked up with YEARS ago just endorsed me on LinkedIn for "customer service".
If he comes over I probably get to fuck him and if he doesn't I don't have to pay him the $60 I owe him for weed. It's a win-win situation.
Pretty sure I got at least one girl to question her sexuality at the Christmas party last night
I visited the library for the first time in my college career tonight and I got laid. I think I'm gonna come back...
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