So I have to ask... did I meet your lumberjack expectations? I mean, minus the red flannel and all.
clay aiken is like melissa ehteridge without the guitar.
i had the deer in headlights look when she walked in and i was digging in her hamper
Tip #47, don't trim the bush when you have the shakes!
Instead of having sex, we spent the entire night making pillow forts and have sword fights. I think I'm in love
And now we have yet another reason to never travel to Detroit
nothing says happy new years better than a black eye from shooting yourself with a champagne bottle
We had unprotected sex and she's eating life cereal for breakfast. The universe is telling me get the plan b for her
It was so weird. I had like an out of body experience. I heard the moaning, but I didn't know it was me.
I have no words
Neither did my mom, when she walked in on me squating with my balls in a cup of hot water.
Lesson of the night: never take shots out of a bottle you found under a couch in a frat house. I have no idea where I am
Putting a breathalyzer in a bar is a horrible idea. But I won
THERES A BEAVER CHASING ME, ANGRY BEAVERS IS FUCKING REAL DUDE
When I woke up today i said I will NOT sleep with her. This morning I did the walk of shame into work wearing the same clothes... How was your Monday?
I dont think the chain smoking, tequila shots or cocaine was good for my bronchitis.
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