actually, I'm a sock model
eric is really sick so I'm taking care of him! :(
just blow him with soup in your mouth.
We should have parties more often. I ended up with 90 beers and someone cleaned my toilet.
boobs and vodka. thats all i can remember, finals week needs to stop ending like this..
I'm covered in egg mcmuffin wrappers and my room smells like dead hooker.
You were walking around in your swim suit, an open robe, snow boots and a death grip on that handel of captain morgan.
Almost bit the guy's hand who sits in front of me because he was stretching. That. Bored.
It was just...long. I started around 2. And I think i went to bed around 2. So 12 straight hours? I remember a milkshake and frozen grapes.
i don't know if this is a cannibal joke or a sexual innuendo, and i think that's a beautiful description of our relationship.
had a nice chat with the older gay fellow who works in the bakery at the new vons about vday...we both feel that it's a day of dashed expectations & concerns that we'll have to be cut out of our spanx
The hint wasn't even a hint. it said "stop talking to her" that's pretty straightforward
I had one beer! ONE BEER! They took shots in mourning of my tolerance last night. My ability to drink is a joke.
she chased shots of jack with a fucking steak. i'm in love.
Well. I think my red tank top is jinxed. this is now the second time it's gotten jizz on it.
just realized I'll be in a check out line with just Hershey syrup and condoms. I don't know if I am setting a good image for our generation
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