You are still hot in my book. I wanna dry hump u like a 9th grader then hump for real when the herpes is gone.
I'm giving up shame for lent. Here come the best 40 days and nights of my life.
Fact: Telling a guy he has erectile dysfunction doesn't solve the problem.
Beer bonged 7 shots of Jameson. I title this night short stories with tragic endings.
And why did 3 people fail to stop me from literally getting a piggy back ride from the bar to his apartment?!
He just asked me to pee through my panties while he watched. I might need more tequila for this one.
Showering in my swimsuit in hopes of getting the beer smell out.
Omg. I have a story to tell you later about that girl that just crawled on stage
He got cut off by the bartender. So he kept buying people drinks of they would i get him a drink. Before you know it him and 8 people were outside the bat trying to get people. To by them drinks
lesson learned. Never drop acid before a trip to the aquarium. Sounds awesome, is actually terrifying.
My phone just said I texted someone at 430a and said let's fight. Then I texted them an hour later and said thanks.
So how do I get back in good graces for trying to trade you for superbowl tickets?
I guess I was running around slapping people in the face with a slice of turkey telling them that the only way to beat alcohol addiction is to go cold turkey.
You shouted “im bobby labonte!” In the process of shoutgunning a beer. He said you were too redneck for him...
"They won't do it. I'm in the middle of darkness. " and "Probably going to die. I've been walking for 50 minutes in one direction" are the last texts I got from Steve
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