that was a gay-test. you passed.
with flying rainbow colors i hope!
I'm watching a Sinbad stand up special. Not even drugs can make this funny.
I couldn't walk, so he carried me all the way home; and then I told him that I wasn't drunk enough to fuck him. Poor kid.
that girl from work that wants to bone me just said 'the last time i went this long without sex was in jail'. sup, red flag
I have now added draft and wells specials that different bars have to my blackberry calendar.. Help me.
I woke up in the closet and then I found my shirt in a bag of Doritos... how does that work out?
I remember desperately screaming that I love my life and running in zig zags all the way home
I found ecstasy taped in my armpit... thank you drunk Marissa.
So... Apparently, "Home" isn't the correct response when a cop asks for your address...
And after that you guys started calling arbor mist "breakfast juice"
I'm thinking about slathering myself with peanut butter and going to the dog park. What's the worst that could happen?
You both sound like you need to get shit faced, fight it out, and have makeup sex.
well smoking weed has become a deal breaker for me so I pretty much use "let's go smoke a blunt" as an icebreaker
The good news is I woke up fully clothed, on top of my covers, with a half eaten granola bar. So, breakfast was waiting for me and I’m already dressed and ready to go today.
She's better-looking with the mask on.
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