This isn't the rejection hotline, is it?
it was 6 in the morning, and you cried until i put mulan in. then you proceeded to say every word, not to mention sing along... stop drinking.
I finally got laid.. you said it wouldn't happen.
Get the fuck buddy a birthday present or not? He def deserves one, but how do I explain the debit card charge to my husband?
I don't drink during the week.... well, except for Bailey's Tuesdays, which I have to start implementing further.
The thing is you're all "holy crap this isn't nearly as bad as I thought pissing on my own face would be."
Im not moving so it's going to have to be a 3 some.
Found your glasses drenched in ketchup on my driveway this morning
He's only going to be gone for two weeks
That's two months in gay whore years.
Dude when we asked him where he lived all he could tell us was "by the slurpees." That fucked up.
he fed me chocolate as I gave him a handjob. I felt like a princess.
The sad thing was my husband told her its ok to make out with me. Bar Tuesdays will live on regardless.
But like it was sooo bad! At one point he tried to flip me over and he fell off the bed
It's not a walk of shame if you run
My thoughts mid terrible hookup: do people normally read a magazine right about now?
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