so we had a 20 minute conversation and created the fb page WWND (what would Nana do?) last night after we took our Ambien...that is my definition of an overachiever
I just puked in the mop bucket at work. I think I need to go home.
Just saw a girl i'm pretty sure is simultaneously jailbait and a milf. I never want to leave mexico.
Tostitos Scoops as shot glasses. Eat for chaser.
All she does is lay in bed and watch golden girls and masturbate all day...
It's inspiring.
i think if i got caught drinking at work i could get away with it if i started crying and saying my cat just died. as long as i'm confident.
Also you know what's worse than drunk texting? Drunk leaving soup on your hot neighbor's porch.
Screw them and thier engaged asses. I've got liquor to drink and boys I don't know to make out with.
My vagina is trying to run away to Boston without me.
Thank god for federal credentials. Waaaaayyyy to hungover to go through airport security lines right now.
I kinda took a step back after our "surprise bottles night"
Lets just put it this way. Im meeting his nana after a mind blowing orgasm.
On the other hand, this could be a new level of shame for me.
All I want to do is lay in my bed and eat hotdogs
It was pretty awesome. I drank out of a stein and attempted to dance to dubstep with some older guys in leiderhosen.
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