Hahaha, sighhhh...I texted him to no response. It's a shame, really...I would gladly exchange my body for pizza rills.
you were the other women for BOTH people in the relationship?
We played Russian Roulette with a revolving Nerf gun. If you shot yourself in the face, you had to drink.
She uses empty wine bottles as book ends. 2 on each side. At least 8 shelves.
I just washed champagne and tuna off my body. I feel like that was a successful shower.
then he asked me if i wanted to "handle his wingman"
Can't. I took a Viagra to make sure I wouldnt leave the room so I might actually study.
NEW INFORMATION meech found me passed out on a bench outside.
Dude you went around coming up behind people and whispering in their ears. I dont know what you said but they looked terrified when you left.
They are fixing my bike for free, trying to smoke me out, and their kids keep hugging me.
It's official. This guy and I are going gay for each other. We're tasting the fucking rainbow.
I almost died in that meeting. Nearly dried up and blew away in the pure powder form of boredom
I know that feel bro
I figure blowing aggressively into a harmonica is better than screaming, "GET THE FUCK AWAY FROM ME YOU SOCIOPATHIC SUCCUBUS" to my sister, in the middle of an auditorium, during my mothers college graduation ceremony.
Also this morning I remembered seeing the stripper he threw up on later in the night. She was clothed though.
There is a sex dungeon behind the wine cellar. This is why I hate showing foreclosures.
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