Of course we end up in a gay bar... And I have to tell you there are some hot dudes here, should I pass around your Facebook?
The bouncer asked you what your sign was and u replied "syracuse"
I forgot to tell you the best part. The folded up paper he wrote his number on opened up to be a picture of him when he was younger wearing a Columbia tshirt in front of NASA and in pen said his name and "space consultant."
He called himself excalibur. Thats all I remember.
I found out that my first kiss was an Italian. Even in kindergarden i knew size mattered.
She was drunk breaking up with me. All of my emails to her were coming back with UNSUBSCRIBE as the subject.
All I want is a camelback full of Jameson and the weather to be cool enough for me to wear rainbow spandex. Ugh. Pride problems.
She hash-tagged my name. I think it's safe to say that she remembers our hookup.
I just replaced the poop spray with an air horn... Now we wait!
Definitely but only if you hit on the 16 year old in the karate class as part of your waffle and gin fueled sexually deprived rage.
I threw up in the shower. I cleaned it all up and there is on mess at all. This hangover has become borderline religous. Powerful and life changing.
I wasn't supposed to sleep w him. So of course I sent him gps location to my bed.
Nothing says happy Monday quite like coffee and oral sex.
His name was Dragon. For real. How do you not sleep with a Dragon? Don't judge me.
lets face it, we have a liquor cabinet with a designated chocolate shelf
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