I developed a drinking game for WoW. Everytime I die, I take a shot.
Please get laid.
I cant even remember his name or what he looked like. all I remember is what the tattoo on his forearm looked like.
well, he kindof looked like a walmart greeter. I tried to stop you
I have tardy slips. and absent slips if you don't show up to the bar. and trust me, if you are absent there will be a saturday school. I'm teaching you how to drink tonight.
You would think that someone would have been sober enough to object to vodka bong races.
idk whats worse playing power hour to yourself, or the fact that you were having fun while doing it
I refuse to fuck a guy who needs a coozy for his beer. NOT EVEN IN DESPERATE TIMES LIKE THESE.
Should we buy the taco bell before hand? Not having taco bell on Quattro de mayo isn't a risk I'm willing to take
Do you ever wonder what the men who we shamelessly objectify would think if they saw our texts in regard to them?
I found him on the floor in the kitchen eating cheese and tomato. I mean a block of cheese and whole tomatoes, he was alternating. Thats why your cheese has teeth marks.
I'm pretty sure I just need an IV drip of Plan B at this point...
HELP! How do I get paint off the dog?
to answer your questions bluetooth, 30ft, like a tampon, ask her, her idea, got tired of trying to find her in crowed clubs
I used his number to look up his customer information at work. He's no longer saved as Magic Penis in my phone.
Apparently chalking everything I've done these past 48 hours to the fact that it was homecoming, is like a "get out of jail free" card.
Drunk sperm are not productive sperm.
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