I meant the "stage" gay, Not the "bend me over and call me Gary" gay.
my text book just quoted the cookie monster
hot pretzels for dinner, snacks, and now breakfast...oh to be a poor college student...everyday is like a carnival.
I didn't sleep with her. I'm boycotting arizona and she's from phoenix.
He called me from prison intake to wish me luck on my job interview. Somehow that's the most romantic thing that's ever happened to me.
Maid of honor is brides sister and single. Likes lemondrops. You're welcome.
The floor and the wall just switched. I'm falling.
Underwear, t-shirt, bottle of Pinot Grigio and Golden Girls. I've hit a new level of homosexual.
I had to explain to the waiter that I'm not the DD because I can't drive, but as the Designated 'Make Sure No One Gets Roofied Or Hit By A Car On The Walk Home'-er, I should still get the free drinks.
Then again, I'm single and napping with a stuffed yoda doll...so I'm not the world's authority on shit.
All i really remember is meeting this guy dressed as jesus and i kept taking his wine and saying "the body of christ!"
I also woke up in my friends room to 3 girls and a naked boy on the floor but thats besides the point
What's the worst that could happen? I'm already broke and my leg's already broken
I'm still amazed at how you managed to get Doritos in my damn front pocket without me noticing. I got crumbs everywhere.
You're like a care bear with a big cock & a sexual prowess that would put the mighty Thor to shame.
Quick question: now that you've broken up, should I also delete the nudes your boyfriend sent me while you were together??
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