You don't understand, Single Ladies is like the Don't Stop Believing of the gay community.
the first call I got in the morning was from visa fraud prevention so yeah it was one of those nights
According to google history I spent most of last night trying to buy an elephant.
If my thighs hurt from cage dancing last night, I can only imagine how yours feel
Hey if there is a better reason to go drink then "I've been fucking robbed!" I have yet to hear one. Also, I've been fucking robbed.
The only funny part about this situation was this morning when they rounded up all the drunks in the ER, piled us into a minivan, then dropped us all off at our houses.
Codeine + Boredom = Sprinting between my front and back door.
Having vodka and cokes for lunch at work today because absolutely ZERO fucks are being given.
So hungover. Have a black eye from where I tried to brush my teeth and stabbed myself in the eye instead. Should make the performance review I was stress drinking about go so much better.
Drunk me made out with someone's girlfriend last night, was invited to their place for a semi-threesome, and then walked home at three am. Can't decide if this is better or worse than drunkenly challenging everyone to taekwondo sparring matches...
I don't think a gay three way is the best way to confirm your sexuality.
As long as you keep bringing fries home, i'll keep being naked when you get home
Waffles and pussy, what else is there?
I'm proud of all of us. Somehow we all survived another Jägerbomb Tuesday
Ah Christ I think I've reached the single life mentality 100%. I just inquired a photographer about a photo shoot with my dog.
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