Ran into him today. He apologized via facebook. sometimes I hate our generation
I'm watching the red sox through my neighbors window from my bathroom. We're winning btw.
i could totally date him if i was just drunk the whole relationship
you're thinking of things to pack this weekend and you think Don King wig?
he was playing drums on rock band as i poured bailey's into his mouth. tell me that's not a bonding moment.
On the bright side, at least we arent the generation raised by fucked up teen moms.
obviously he has no clue about college dating. it goes drunken sex then the 1st date
I got to see some gay bartender let a girl with daddy issues whip Travis in the balls with his own belt. Totally worth it.
this celing is unfamiliar to me... im just vaguely wondering where i am. but not quite concerned enough to do anything about it.
So I'm getting really old. I feel asleep for a booty call that I initiated. The struggle is real.
They are going to name an STD after you.
Any chance the bar is open now? Also who's wedding is this?
I just got his Save the Dave and, to answer your next question, NO I AM NOT GOING TO THE WEDDING OF THE GUY WHO GOT DRUNK AND CAME ON MY CHEST.
Someone threw up pink in the shower, there's a golf cart tipped over on the lawn and Cousin Brian is missing. What could Friday night throw at us?
if my 20s were a chapter in my autobiography, it would be called "the room is spinning and my hands smell like dick"
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