would you consider him our boss?
technically yes
then technically i slept with our boss
it was like one of those moments where the couple runs together and kisses and everyone in the airport claps. but instead of clapping an indian guy walked by and said 'ahhhright! get some!'
The girl next to me in class is taking notes on woman's suffrage with a girls gone wild pen.
My gaydar just like overheated and exploded watching the male figure skaters on the olympics
I tried to explain to him that we just wanted a stereotypical black friend to be in our group. He didn't take it too well... Never take me to the bar again.
I tried calming him down but his eyes are rolling to the back of his head and he's yelling "COMA WEED!"
i dont even mind you always shaving my pubes when i pass out, i'm starting to find it liberating.
He told me to fuck off at some point in the night. I think it was right before he jumped out of a moving car trying to get to another bar and made Abby cry.
He's cute when he's drunk, too. Also he tried to fight my door...
Holy shit he's circumcised. His parents must have really loved him.
Just peed out a window, not entirely sure it's open. Can't tell. I'll find out in the morning.
I'm watching Pretty Woman alone and weaving a basket for Fiona. This is my life.
My boss followed me on Twitter. Excuse me while I delete 90% of my tweets
In local news "Man Stabbed With Golf Club" next person who tells me this is a safe place to live gets punched...
I left my Bacardi and dignity in your freezer. Will come get it later.
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