So I just had this crazy idea, and no it has nothing to do with the fact that they made me take shots at work.
I'm pretty sure my roommate has taken plan B more times than i've had sex. Not sure how that makes me feel.
there's just something about her that screams "i'm into chicks who wear flannel"
Remind me to tell you the Scottish bar story tomorrow
Remind me to tell you it was a shitty story when you're done telling it tomorrow
I asked about his 3 inch scar on his chest. It's from when he had to castrate a bull on the estancia. Apparently this is how good bull meat is made.
2011 senior yearbook drinking game. we're taking a shot whenever some dumbass uses that quote about how life isn't isn't about the breaths you take, but the moments that take your breath away. also that retarded wayne gretzky one about missing shots you don't take.
You lured him into the bathroom with a trail of jello shots, then proceeded to barricade the door with duct tape. You really should have thought that one through..
when i saw his roomate the next night he kept openly referring to me as "the girl who orgasms loud" when he would try to get my attention
my mom went out and bought me new sheets and redecorated my room. its like she's more excited for me to get laid tomorrow for the first time in two months than I am.
Let me be the 15% helpful, 85% useless as shit angel on your shoulder.
I just pictured my inhibition personified as little pink piggies with wings flying off into the great wide nowhere hahaha
I mean, I'm shallow, narcissistic, and selfish, but I'm an amazing friend sometimes
Is it ok that I asked him half way through sex why he hadn't accepted my friend request yet?
so i was thinking... those 6 am shots weren't really needed.
Xanax, wine, and giving the neighbor blue balls. How about you?
Jesus, it’s Tuesday morning! Not back stage with Motley Crew
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