would you consider him our boss?
technically yes
then technically i slept with our boss
Well. Nothing came of that. And to think I manscaped and dusted with gold bond.
They past out watching a re-run of the 1984 presidential debate on cspan
let me put this in terms we both understand. he was the crunchwrap supreme of men--the perfect combo of all things manly, gooey and delicious. and ready for instant enjoyment.
He tipped the stripper with quarters. After that not even the waitress would talk to us. I had to move to another table to get a lapdance
hey, sorry about all the butter. I thought it was gonna help.
you tried to fill your inhaler with vodka
Remember when I said "no boyfriend, no problems"? I lied. Tequila. Tequila is a problem.
Don't smoke out front when you get home there's gasoline involved I'll tell you later
threw up outside of the dorms in the parking lot in the pouring rain on the first day of class, i'd say summer is off to a good start.
When a best friend shows up on a tricycle with a case a beer and goes "get on loser" you get on, because there is a magical adventure afoot
I don't fucking know. I'm out stimulating the economy. Not locked in a room with a marker board.
Oh at the liquor store again?
He smells like cinnamon, and what I imagine to be orgasms
Last night you dunked donut holes in spinach dip, ate it, threw up, and continued eating. I cant keep up with your drunk eating skills.
I was wondering where the donuts went.
I don't feel like that was meant as a compliment, but really still feels like one
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