Hey its bob the builder. Where did you go?
i don't want you to think of me as your TA
apparently it was the return of drunk burrito sex.
I'm done being subtle here. MOVE INTO MY EXTRA BEDROOM SO WE CAN FUCK WHENEVER AND NOT HAVE TO WORRY ABOUT FINDING PEOPLE TO HAVE CASUAL SEX WITH.
you live like 200 miles from me and I have two years of school left
goddamnit stop pointing out all the flaws in my plan
You meet the best people naked in a hot tub at 2 am.
Remember that time we turned a can of Axe body spray into a flame thrower?
Finally met a man who appreciates my beer pong skills, definitely a keeper for the weekend
She helped me out of the car and i face planted into the snow.....and just stayed there and took like a 30 min nap.
They are gonna stay together and get married and have 2 children before he wakes up and realizes that there is more to life than anal
He used a trumpet as a funnel, said something about valve oil, and puked all over the garage.
I haven't had a bra on since I quit my job.
I'm getting paid to get fucked up. How much better could this get?
did you make it home?
i'm in a room and it looks like mine :)
hahah close nuff if it isnt
I'm hiding in my office refusing to turn the light on holding puke down stealing and shoveling down the meeting snacks and regretting my poor life choices. goldfish crackers are like crack to me right now. how is your day?
Clearly the Stanley Cup Finals good luck hand job IS necessary. You let the whole team down.
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