We're starting "No Hesitation Fridays." The probability of this going horribly are between 100 to 125 percent
Hes still not moving. At what point does 'hungover' become 'hospital-time?'
Let me start this apology by saying you were the finest piece of ass I ever had.
Fuck you. how could you leave me passed out hangin out my truck window when you knew it was starting to rain?
I'd be a gr8 surrogate. I'm gonna love your fetus
Every time you started making out for him we all cheered for you... that's what sorority sisters do - they cheer you on when you make bad life decisions at the bar.
I was to tired to jerk him off, so he made me hold it while he thrusted into my hand.
PLEASE. I won't throw up on the floor this time. Or fuck in the bathroom. Or dance on the pool table. So PLEASE.
ever had the feeling "I've been drunk in this bathroom before?" Like De ja drunk?
Yeah. I woke up in an awkward three way spoon with him and his sister. Tequila!
Remember earlier when I was excited about finding that birth control pill in my purse? Definitely acid.
I just blew thrown up hashbrowns out my nose. That's the level of this hangover.
I'm a girl who met my last three bfs in gay clubs. Think I'm doing something wrong?
How do you feel about a threesome?
Will you be there?
I'm the one asking!
the raccoons are back...
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