The difference between what I would do for a regular Klondike bar and an Oreo flavored Klondike bar is astounding
I also tried to drunkenly adopt a kitten last night. It didn't pan out.
so some random man just messaged me on facebook "tig ol bitties" should i be concerned?
drunk enough to drink jager bombs out of a bowl on the kitchen floor.
i just remember explaining why my socks were better than everyone elses.
Dunno yet. Probably just gonna play the s.t.d. russian roulette game with random bartenders at the beach again. Same 'ol same 'ol
I went to a community college and majored in Bad Decisions. I'm not exactly a chick magnet.
I have banged to "The Emperor's New Groove" way more than could possibly be reasonable.
I try not to flex my sex appeal too much around the engineers, it's like feeding bears...always ends in disaster.
Ohhh the usual. Laying in bed reflecting on my decisions
Who brings nunchucks to a funeral?
He plays guitar, sings like an angel, and acts like a gentleman. If I don't fuck him by the end of first semester, I'm dropping out
Okay, the good news, found Jared, all IDs accounted for, Jack is meeting us at yours with your requested the delivery. The bad news: Lost Alice, banned from Stages, possibly fucked my TA in the bathroom.
I had the good sense not to tell her that my summer goal is to get fucked by a med student while wearing a party dress and sparkly shoes
He graduated. He’s not my GA anymore. He’s just the 24 year old that’s helping me put a sexless marriage in the rear view mirror by exploring the Kama sutra with me
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