You know it's time to leave Spain when you are back and forth between Skype and a Spanish dictionary trying to figure out out to say "I can still smell you on my skin."
You should come over. I am making a celebratory I got laid by a huge penis cake.
just threw up in the bus full of other international students just outside of boulder, just keeping the aussie reputation alive
no seriously. she's even got the premier of the real L word on her calendar at work. that lesbian.
answer the phone. i thought i was eating cheese but it was butter. i ate a lot of it.
Itll be like a collage of penis. And not that abstract, one penis in a big painting contemporary shit. Collage....
I was trying to chase her off the carpet, but now there are figure-eights of cat vomit. everywhere
And I feel like pitchers of margaritas accidentally make it down your throat a lot.
I mean, the lady at the Mexican restaurant insisted. She said she would win a prize if she sold another pitcher before noon. And plus I got to wear a sombrero
Woke up at 10 with bourbon being shoved down my throat and him yelling, "shot train! Don't be a bitch"
Could we try to replay the decision making process whereby only you and I bought and drank a keg this weekend? Because there were some fundamental flaws!
I feel badly that he has cancer, but this does not mean I am obligated to have sex with him. Again.
This is the best thing we've done since that time we started a religion
Do you ever get so high you're like vibrating
So it turns out strippers do encores if enough people yell. Encore song: Self Esteem.
That was my first party and they were so suprised that this little freshman girl was a FUCKING BEER PONG QUEEN.
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