So I had sex in the woods... it was just as dirty as you'd expect it would be.. and not in a good way.
The last thing I remeber was convincing you to hide in the fridge, and then taking everything out and you not fitting.
Great. I get laid, Leslie Nielsen dies. I can't have have sex anymore, the film community can't take another loss like this.
Does the whole "it was New Years" excuse apply this year?
I'm really glad that we can be casual hook up buddies. This is a true friendship. Now, please convince your roommate to do the same. Thanks.
Also, nothing screams "don't talk to me because I'm unstable" like walking around eating cookie dough out of the package.
Definitely but only if you hit on the 16 year old in the karate class as part of your waffle and gin fueled sexually deprived rage.
This guy at the airport was telling me 3/4 dudes in his group got rufied at some strip club. One guy woke up in the hospital, another found himself in a random parking garage, the other got back to the room and they all shit their pants. Go Vegas.
You went to the animal party as a hoodrat. You won the most creative costume contest.
At some point, you're going to have to talk to a tree and do what it says
He staggered in with his pants around his ankles and yelled that he lost his pants
At leat we can cross off 'having sex in a classroom' on our bucket list.
My husband just came over to kiss me and said, "careful, I got a block of cream cheese in my pocket"
You know how last week before we left I was drinking outta that blue cup and I left it sitting across the road. Well, it hadn't moved and my family just found it, brought it inside and cleaned it. I think this cup is my soulmate.
My New Year's resolution consists of less weekday hangovers, more sex, and more money.
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