I'm currently googling how to make a dress out of a trash bag. It's going to be a great night.
woke up in a garbage bag. literally. it was used as a sleeping bag.
I am officially out of liquor stores within a 15 mile radius that don't recognize me as soon as I walk in the door.
and then he publicly announced her herpes on facebook.
I didn't even have time to sit down and the nurse was like: ''You've been having unprotected sex.'' HOW DOES SHE KNOW?!?
bah. we'll see. don't give yourself a boner of false hope.
So, we estimated there is at least 40 pounds of boob in our house.
It was drunk tag. I was Alice in wonderland chasing a ballerina who was chasing Lance Armstrong who had needles in his arms.
It felt like a sumo wrestler slapped me. With a wet hand. 8 times in a row.
I bet yours is gonna be filled with secret innuendo.
secret innuendo and cervical punches to the world.
Please keep in mind you are asking relationship advice from a girl who fucked a guy just because we have the same name. Just keep that in mind.
No, dude...I agree it's great in theory but I promise you that 80 drunk 21 year old sorority girls together in one room for formal is one of the worst drama filled ideas ever. Ever.
My party ended early and I have a mountain of shrimp and weed
Yeah. We're taking this fuck buddy relationship to the next level. Sober weekday sex.
he asked me for a magic BJ...is that supposed to be different from a normal BJ?
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