What do you do when the person in the stall next to you says they're jealous?
Hello everyone will one of you please inform me on why I woke up in a cardboard recycle dumpster with no shirt and a stuffed animal? I want to hear this explanation.
Your godly.
For once I'd like to have a Taco Sunday without having some random drunk chick flee my house half naked and in tears.
There's an australian, my relationship has no hope.
Who's got a bloodstream full of margaritas by 2pm? Not you, that's for sure, because you've got one of those "real" jobs.
can you look at this picture and tell me if you think this my kid?
Worst case scenario: I have VD and will die. That's the worst that could happen. As long as I'm around long enough to see the winner of bachelor pad, I'm cool
Also, I found out tonight a major plus for being female is you can accidentally call the hot bartender sweet tits and she won't get mad.
So for future reference.... it's a little unnerving when I can't get hold of you, and the last communication we had was, "Oh fuck... It's tequila"
this celing is unfamiliar to me... im just vaguely wondering where i am. but not quite concerned enough to do anything about it.
Sigh. I'll find the right guy one day.
Prince charming is right around the corner and will be freaky as shit!
I'm jealous, curious, and aroused. All at the same time.
My job here is done.
I walked in to you guys using a milk jug as a gravity bong
Surrounded by smaller versions of the same
he told me he wanted me to go see his cat. apparently i was more interested in playing with his cat then having sex.
Fuck. Totally just had sex instead of studying for econ test in an hour. Gonna get fucked again. HELP ME WITH YOUR EXTENSIVE KNOWLEDGE OF ECON
Randomize
