google image searching george stephanopoulos at 1 AM on a saturday night...once again
I just saw a girl in Albersons in spandex and curlers buying PBR. Only PBR.
All I know is that we apparently made a drink we named The Single Girl which is rum, vodka, grain alcohol, and sprite and rolled around in the backyard.
I have a question: does pizza dipped in chili sound good or am I just really high?
He came when Ron Burgundy started playing the jazz flute. How do you think it went?
I can't help but look at my sex life and acknowledge that this is not normal behavior.
Two words: blizzard sex
Nothing says "single girl" quite like Pinot Grigio and canned ravioli at 11:30 pm....
Kick open the door, strike a pose, steal a boyfriend, end scene.
he told me he didn't like my name so he was going to call me Casey instead
A guy I hooked up with YEARS ago just endorsed me on LinkedIn for "customer service".
cmon you know I'm perfectly capable of something that ridiculous 100% sober
He's actually really cute and seems like a good guy. And given that he likes lots of drugs, he could come in handy.
So uh... Did you mail me business cards that describe my profession as "tortured soul"?
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.
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