Am I allowed to say that I would really enjoy blowing you again? Or does that fall into the "nothing changes between us" catagory?
This is absurd. I need a man. Or even a moderately-clean hobo will do at this point.
He handled me like a finger puppet on crack... Time to ice the vagina, I'd like to sit down sometime today.
Thanks man, but unless some hot chick comes in to work with a case of beer and offers me a head job, I'm pretty much screwed for New Years
You stood outside his house all night throwing your sister's leftover Easter eggs and singing 'now you're just somebody that I used to blow'
I renamed his cat Jeff last night. Well I spray painted it on him.
my roommate had a few special brownies and wrapped my purse and one of my shoes and left them under the tree for me...
It's fucking New Year's. I can be soberish in 2013 after tonight. It's like the 30 years of grey area between Jesus' birth and death.
Strip clubs it is bday boy. One condition. I am in full custody of your ID. I plan on being in no condition to coordinate rescue operations and we need to keep casualties to a minimum. You cannot be trusted.
Alright goddamnit. Can I bring my pirate hat?
I insist.
Apparently I yelled "Spring Break 1984" at a drunk couple fighting on the side of the road.
he said we should drink responsibly and we all just kinda sat there laughing at him
Haha no we did it on his bed. Then rolled off into the bean bag. It was a strangely athletic performance on my behalf.
I'd date him. I'd date the fucking shit out of him.
WE JUST PASSED A FUCKING SPACE SHIP! NOT JOKING! A REAL FUCKING SPACE SHIP! THIS IS NOT THE DRUGS! SPACE! SHIP!
Alcohol and video games. A solid Friday night. Even before covid
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