I think he may have called me a bar rat, jokingly. I said i was but in a non-trashy way.
Someone just proposed in Subway. Trying not to laugh.
So the weirdest part of it all was he whispered in my ear "can i eat you out on your tredmill?" I dont find him attractive at all anymore
I'll tell you what, we couldn't have asked for better binge-drinking weather.
You held your own hair and threw up into a red cup...I think they were more amazed than upset.
Her mom offered to give me a lap dance. I was a guest, I couldn't say no.
I'd rather make snow angels in a pool of elephant shit.than sleep with him.
That's not a good night. A good night is waking up with no skirt, no money, and the imprint of the edge of the bar on your forehead.
So apparently I ended up throwing my clothes in the toilet after getting kicked out of TQ and ran around the neighborhood in my boxers. Works gonna suck hard once this hangover kicks in. Also: I lost a shoe so looks like flipflops for the rest of winter
sorry for pouring tequila vodka and whiskey down your throat and left you to sleep on a table
Spoiler alert: my plans for Halloween are going to make our dealer's birthday look like a bunch of mormon ladies having a scrapbooking circle
Two guys I banged regularly got married this week. I need vodka.
It's like the hunger games, but we're gonna bone each other instead of kill each other
so, i take that as a legit invitation into his pants
Dont... please don't. Don't fuck him on his bean bag bed
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