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."
I have an asthmatic alcoholic for a roommate. That can't be safe.
On an unrelated note: I'm also a big advocate of the "never waste a boner" theory.
Being high is an amazing excuse. I was using him for the potential of a beret, come on. I'd do that sober.
I am omw to AA Fellowship by the sea w Jenny and a stripper who just paid for our jetski with 85 $1 bills
see these eyes, they just want to bone and go to sleep.
If you really wanted to hide the fact you were gay, you could have at least had the sense to not get drunk in the same bar as your bf.
Omg. I have a story to tell you later about that girl that just crawled on stage
Matt says that there are strip club auditions in our living room and he'd like you to audition.
those kids just got delivered to the party by the pizza guy
Would it be inappropriate to trade Christmas cookies for sex?
Well, that was my first dog walk of shame. Nothing says "I've got my life together" like an inside out shirt and a baggie full of dog shit.
I'm drinking with a guy who apparently blew my dog sitter.
It might be whiskey, but I view Marge and Homer Simpson as something to strive for
If you really hate him do what I do: give him an amazing night of unforgettable sex then dump him. You’ll ruin sex for him because new girls won’t compare
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