sooo i think when i get back from rothbury i should probably take a pregnancy test
but you would be showing by now. i'd just save the money and wait for a large crap in 6 months that starts crying. then you'll know.
life is all about the fine print - all i wanted was a fucking pony.
I wouldn't necessarily call it an addiction, more of a passion. I'm habitually passionate.
you threw up in the oven last night. i found that out after i preheated it to cook a pizza.
i have a food baby... i think its a boy...
swear to god some girl just crawled out of the washing machine. this is intense.
You. Me. Frosting and a bed. Lets do this.
Just don't eat pie out of the sink. It's a real blow to the self esteem.
I have fireworks and redbull; let's make heart attack inducing magic happen.
We were walking up the stairs and I asked Dominick what floor the party was on. The cop who had just tried breaking it up was walking down the stairs, drinking a slurpee, and answered, "Third floor."
I never thought the most recent texts on my phone would be with ASAP ferg and my ex...
She was totally amazed that i had the pizza delivery timed to coincide with our nooner and that the delivery boy knew where the broom closet on the 3rd floor was.
I know I'm going to throw up tonight it's just a matter of when and where
He came all over her clothes we have to leave
Stumbled out of my bed this morning into the bathroom at 8 am still drunk, obviously. The Mormon on my floor was in the bathroom. I could practically hear her doing hail marys for me.
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