Well we can cross off dogs, dating sites, and real life as ways to help you meet a chick.
we left the bar for like 10 minutes last night and moved his car so it wouldnt get towed. neither of us have a clue where it is right now.
I've officially decided that whoever created hate sex should be on my christmas card list.
please dont let the old guy in the wheelchair see you when you wake up
bad night - i tried for naughty librarian but could only manage to pull off pissed off barrista.
There is a pile of hair outside the apartment next door. At least now I know what all that shouting was about last night.
I'm looking for mother nature. And when I find her, I'm looking her right in the eyes and telling her to fuck off.
Drinking Hot Toddies on the Porch and blasting bob dylans "hurricane" bring it on sandy!
I drunkenly called my ex on Skype last night and didn't talk, just smiled real big at him until I fell asleep.
Really? A fat girl?
I'm walking her back. Chill out.
She is a nice girl okay. For some reason we are in my room though.
I refuse to plan drunken casual sex. Just think of the monster I'd create.
You are not the cause of late onset lesbianism.
She said she hasn't cheated on me in 7 and a half days and she'd like praise for that.
He’s 48, has a Prince Albert piercing and a white Range Rover
Like Napoleon Dynamite?
Exactly like Napoleon Dynamite
But with bacon.
Randomize
