You thought that the "chillable" logo on the box wine was referring to a city in italy.
it's like a replay of two fridays ago...except not in a motel and i'm not having sex in the shower.
I thought stuff was gonna go really bad after he filled the super-soaker with kerosene. but it all turned out pretty well.
Almost made out with Amanda but I told her "I'm in a committed fake lesbian relationship with Laura. I can't."
My judgement was not "clouded". My judgement was in the midst of a fucking hurricane or something ridiculous.
They wear helmets and mouth pieces when they drink...u down?
Would you even take no as an answer? I have a feeling you see it more as a challenge.
Teflon bitches. Nothing fucking sticks to this kid, not even a kid. Maury Povitched this shit outta that situation.
i mean, not my actual scene but if someone says "PARTY" ill figure it out
Secondly, that waffle is lost for good. I have no fucking idea where that bitch is
his daughter has his phone and goesss ohhh boobies and shows me a picture of my own tits...
Today one of my patients offered me pot brownies. Medical school worth it. Living the dream.
2 weeks into this dating someone with money thing and I already don't know if I can go back to the being poor life
color coded lube a great way to organize my bootie calls
it's 1043 pm. still havent changed out of the shirt i wore last night so at this point i figure i'll go for twosies.
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