My recently uploaded pictures to facebook: Me partying on Beale St. with a single girl on each arm. Ex's recently upload pictures: Several pictures of cats. I win.
idea:have a jello shot stand(opposed to lemonade stand) to raise money for spring break
Whatever is fine with me, as long as I am dressed in green and end up shitfaced.
This from the guy I found eating salad out of a pot lid in his boxers on his porch last night.
I just realized I'm the burger in your burger and steak anology. Very disconcerting.
There is a glee sing along. It's on random and they know them all. Like, the specific glee timings and pauses. I need to leave. I need to escape
I wore wrist and ankle weights while we had sex. Does that count as working out?
I swear, the cow we tried to tip tried to eat me. and all I could think was, oh how the tables have turned. worst trip ever
I appreciate having someone to objectively critique my dick pics.
Idk what I'm more afraid of...checking my bank account or my STD results.
Why is there never any toilet paper at his apartment? What does he wipe his ass with? WHAT DOES HE WIPE IT WITH?!?
I mean seriously...It's like the universe is saying "your vagina is closed, move along"
how goes living off caffiene and alcohol?
i may have recently shit my pants. on two separate occasions.
Are we at that level of friendship where we can share slutty stories and not hold it against the other person at a later date ?
Just when I thought we may have our first low-key night together, I sang an Aladdin karaoke song to a bunch of roller derby girls, you took shots with married women, and we both fell asleep in our offices.
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