we're talking about where were going. or where we stand. but yeah we'll basically be doing it in the hallway so just ignore us
I am like the Mr. Miyagi of queefs.
A female Wisconsin fan just headbutted the bouncer. Im deeply terrified and oddly aroused at the same time.
I just found pie in my hoodie pocket... This break needs to end.
maybe next time you'll take an ex boyfriend warning you that she's batshit crazy as a warning instead of a challenge
We lived together for a year and neither of us knew we were both gay.
Have you ever had one of those moments when you kept whispering to yourself "I'm not a slut, I'm not a slut..."?
I shit you not, me and my date were in that bar and within a 10 minute window, 4 ex gf's entered. Every one clocked me and gave me evils. I swear they're conspiring.
So Monday we're lesbians.
Deal. This decision is final and any rebates on this will result in losing an eyeball.
This is that think about life weed. Thank god I'm in American lit this semester. I can actually write papers in this vat of introspective stoned.
I think my favorite day of the week is the day we get to fuck
Being hungover in this office is the actual worst. Like they look at me and know I was wasted at 1 am, karaokeing Billy Idol at a gay bar.
Like I didn't gracefully walk into these feelings. No, I fucking stumbled and fell face fucking first.
if i hadn't ended our catfight by hugging you one of us might be dead right now
people keep driving by and judging me for drinking natty outside in my underwear at 9 am. rude.
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