Conclusion from last night: Sometimes being classy isn't as fun as making out with a guy on a pooltable in a bar. Happy birthday, Canada.
but i got with him after midnight so its technically 2 days
We got so high yesterday we tried watching soccer
A female Wisconsin fan just headbutted the bouncer. Im deeply terrified and oddly aroused at the same time.
neither the pictures you took nor my hangover explain why there are skittles in my shoe
he asked me out through an event invitation on facebook, the title read Romantic Dinner For 2
I think you missed the wrong class. Im pretty sure we were taught how to buy cocaine.
If we're single and alone together, the fuck angels shall sing upon our nude bodies.
I think you'll be amused to know that I achieved the impossible feat of tripping over my own dick
Last night you told me you "were too high" and didn't deserve a hashbrown.
It's been two whole weeks and I haven't missed a single class. I deserve 69 blunts.
You ate my pie without asking. So don't get butt hurt if I send you link to plus size clothing stores.
what the hell makes you think you get to decide what your going to wear at our weding!?
I'd say I was is in rare form last night but it's becoming pretty common.
See and now you're talking. I am like the fairy godmother of hook ups.
Randomize
