so... how was it???
he had bart simpson sheets. he had itunes on shuffle and "don't worry be happy" started playing when he took his boxers off. sad to say i was neither worried nor happy
Oh shit. I just had to lure him into the bedroom so I could take the list of his negative qualities off the fridge so he wouldn't see.
I was wasted and lost so I called the cops and asked for directions. It seemed logical at the time
"must pass the hog line" should not only be used in curling. but also when we go out to pick up girls.
I like how the only thing you spelled correctly is "i'm tequila"
When he went down on me, I saw his bald spot... It completely ruined the experience
i'm calling it girls night to make myself feel better but lets be real.....i wasn't going to get any guys tonight regardless
It's Christmas week. I wouldn't know what to do if i wasn't hung over.
They're letting me teach a freshman-laden class now. This university needs better background checks.
The sad thing is; I'm getting used to walking around feeling like I could hurl at any minute.
You helped blow my nose... Ok it's safe to say we are on a new level of relationship..
I just blew thrown up hashbrowns out my nose. That's the level of this hangover.
the last thing is remember is that strange guy in the leotard...i woke up in my bed, naked, with a half eaten grilled cheese on my nightstand, a six pack in the fridge, a new pack of cigarettes on my pillow and coke in my purse. apparently i bought some drugs, shopped and cooked. typical.
I'm currently using a band-aid to cover my bar stamp from last night while I ask my professor for an extension. That's a sign of getting more responsible, right?
there are LEGIT cum stains on my ceilling. ON THE CEILLING!! you tell me how the relationship was.
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