I think we should start referring to bisexuals as "strays"
you drank 3/4s of your half gallon of vodka, made a fort out of the kitchen table, and actaually had sex in in it.
The last thing i remember is saying breakfast beer and carrying the keg to my room and locking the door.
Less talking, more tequila
I legit just woke up on my couch, snuggled up next to some guy who's wearing my roommate's pink bathroble. What the fuck do they put in those shots?
WHAT DID YOU SAW VERBATIM. VERBATIM IS SOBER FOR WORD FOR WORD
I'm doing laundry from this weekend.. That poor shirt I wore to the rave smells like a dead animal that rolled in weed and pain..
I think I hit my head on every surface in that apartment last night
I'm wearing a cape at the laundromat. I really can't say shit
Banana suit guy has an entourage and they're all douchebags. There is no god.
I'm not sure what exactly you were planning, but you kept yelling that we were going to need a lot of midgets and a lawyer.
I was a little curious what "unspeakable" things he could possibly do to my feet
I just wanna know if were done hooking up so I know of that condom he left in my top drawer is fair game
Yes we can sext. I'm taking my socks off.
There is a sex dungeon behind the wine cellar. This is why I hate showing foreclosures.
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