I've been reduced to Capt. Morgan and Golden Girls reruns. Ugh.
the doormen always congratulate him in spanish as he walks me downstairs in the morning
Thank God they found balloon boy, I was afraid that Michael Jackson was ordering take out from heaven.
This tent reeks of fear and sangria
Apparently I took one a huge picture off the wall at the bar and was walking around dancing with it..
They wear helmets and mouth pieces when they drink...u down?
im like basted in vodka, i went tanning and it was like i was an alcoholic turkey being cooked in a locker of doom
I still count it as showing your tits. Even though the wall was the only one who saw anything. Your boyfriend was pissed.
You handed J your Mayan-pocalypse shopping list and told him he wasn't getting laid unless he brought everything on it. Where is he supposed to get a live goat?!
Last night you made me help you pick the raisins out of a kashi bar and acted like it was the most important thing to ever happen to you or our friendship
I sent him a tit pic on accident and he replied with "nice ass"
party devolved into two exes battling with Cal's tiki torches, and the lawn being set on fire kinda sorta and then we all hula'ed... hulaed?
never planned on seeing last weekend's one night stand again, much less be on the same plane as him..
You should feel special! You're also the only person I've ever punched during sex
I'm hosting my annual valentine's day party tomorrow with every hookup I've ever had. thoughts on how it will turn out ??
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