So, how was the dinner
Just like the ex wife, cold, fatty, and expensive.
I tried to go shot for shot with some guy called "shit show martinez"
part of it is the fact that im problem drinking, and the other part is my OCD wont let me leave the bottle half-empty.
He just said "wow, thats some rly nice hair! And those teeth..thosee are some cool teeth"
I literally might walk of shame home on a cable car. If that doesn't scream San Francisco I don't know what does
Hes still mad that I left the room mid-hookup to go get a pickle from the fridge.
Can one of you do me a favor? Light a match and throw it into my room. Bc I'm certain I would rather be burned to death than live in this hell I call my life
Whiskey and I have a long and stories tradition of excellence
And. I know i am a gay man cause when i saw the pic of his cock his feet were in it and i am like what the fuck?
When I was drunk texting him about three ways he seemed more interested in just seeing me. And that's when I knew something was wrong with him
his daughter has his phone and goesss ohhh boobies and shows me a picture of my own tits...
Signs you do Molly too much. Glow sticks fallout of random articles of clothing on academic row
You threw up a gallon of vomit. I really have never seen anything like it in my decade of partying.
Trust me, I'm a professional lesbian.
All three of the bartenders here have screwed my boss, so he's definitely gay. Unfortunately for you he seems to have a type and you're not it.
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