I think we should urban dictionary "drive of shame." It involves a sprint to your car in his underwear and shirt, surreptitiously trying to put on your bra on at stoplights without attracting attention from neighboring cars, and lurking in your car a block from home so you can know when your roommate leaves for work.
You litterally reached into some girls shirt, pulled out her tit and yelled whats up with this guy.
I closed that bar. Sang every Beatles song in the book. Made Somoan friends.
I know it is almost summer when the students in my night class start showing up drunk.
He wouldn't let me go down on him. He stopped me and told me he was a giver.
The only thing that was weird was that it WASN'T weird when she got out of the shower and saw me blowing him.
I refuse to fuck a guy who needs a coozy for his beer. NOT EVEN IN DESPERATE TIMES LIKE THESE.
Makes Sense, i generally dont want the same person two days in a row. Its like what i pick for supper, i like variety
She just drunkenly falls over and yells " I lost my footing!" in a british accent and then proceeds to run into the wall... did you spike her water?
I never actually go in the club. I get in line, hit on a chick, and convince her to come drink all she wants for free at my house.
There's mini weenies and empanadas everywhere...
So apparently, after 11 beers, 2 pitchers of sangria and 3 rhum & cokes, the idea of popping a load of MD and jumping on the trampoline, in the woods, in my underwear was the best one ever.
I feel like sleeping with foreign people is a long term investment. It's like a time share. Now when I go to London I have a place to stay.
I snuck in through the doggy door to get his vodka. Do you think my ex will know?
Apparently I told him the people made me order taco bell I didn't even want it. And then proceeded to turn off all the lights and sit at the kitchen table in the dark and told him not to look at me.
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