He introduced her to the DMA meeting by saying: in the past few years i've never seen someone work so hard for so little success
so he expects you to be his vegas whore for the season. nice.
nah, shes just mad because we went through all her fb pics and tagged her crotch as all the guys shes fucked
she screamed "my eye!" and it brought me a surge of bad memories. except she was yelling about a lemon.
she acted like she'd never seen someone do speed off of a desk with a rolled up receipt. and she calls herself a grad student.
The fact that its 10am on a gameday and I have yet to shotgun is absurd
You said you were going inside to sober up and then you poured yourself a wine glass of warm gin
i was drinking at the bar last night with a guy with no bottom teeth, wearing zubas and a polka dotted hat. if that isn't the definition of wisconsin, i dont know what is
I cannot FaceTime with your penis
You don't understand. On her lunch break she sits on the roof, stares into the sky, and chain smokes. I can't get on her level. She is made up of java monsters with whiskey and a voice that sounds like sex.
You need to stop crushing on your boss or fuck her.
Just Peed in a cup for my country. Fighting the good fight.
i now understand why vodka
You had a good week dude, you bought a motorcycle and a beer bong with ur parents money, missed 2 classes, and ran from security twice, good first 2 days to college
you blew the guy with all the harry potter paraphanelia didn't you
I need advice on ways to politely say “fuck you on your way to hell”.
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