The guy asked if i had a problem w/set schedules
There was no way out of it, seeing as I left my photo ID right next to the vomit.
Apparently riding the dog like its a small horse is frowned upon in this establishment
I need to stop drinking and eating and start working out. I look like the lovechild of John Goodman and Jabba the Hutt.
I just want to let it be known that I almost put my phone in the fridge.
I feel like I've asked you "are you okay?" one too many times in the last 48 hours. You're hopeless.
No like you've drunkenly persistently tried to take your shirt off in the middle of a park filled with children. You had already thrown your bra at my crotch.
I know you're aving fun across the room but I can clearly see you getting a handy. It's not as "low key" as she promised. Also, why are you texting while she's doing it?!
Stumbled across a pregnancy test in my closet. Oh, the freshman year flashbacks..
Yeah, it was all very half-hearted. In the middle of sex we both just stopped and looked at each other and said, "can we just sleep instead?"
That is so sad.
Timehop reminded me that 4 years ago today I helped a one armed man do the YMCA by being his other arm.
But truly, sorry about your empty vagina
Thanks boo.
It was funny for a while but 3 days later I still can't walk and I've constructed a diaper-like contraption to hold the ice pack on my vagina.
They say you need two forms of ID, but in reality 1 nice set of tits works every time
I need advice on ways to politely say “fuck you on your way to hell”.
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