He's still on the phone with him. This is unnatural. Dudes don't call other dudes just to talk.
I just found glass in my funny face pancakes, there's nothing funny about that.
I don't want to eat him, he probably tastes terrible.
There is a girl on the metro with no shoes and she's using a Crown Royal bag as a purse.
There are work activities and non work activities and dunking my head in a bucket of ice water pulling it out and shotguning a beer is certainly not a work activity
Like it was the Mama Mia of shit shows. That bad.
Off topic, but is it sad that Matthew and I are calculating how much sex we need to have in order to work off a taco bell burrito?
Front seat of an Escalade in a limo-service parking lot. That is all.
I vote for a trading skills night. You teach me to juggle, I'll teach you knife fighting, and we'll both learn banjo
what a fun peer-pressure-filled weekend
Yeah. I couldn't figure out why my toes hurt. Apparently, the guy I was dancing with, kept running them over with his wheelchair.
I was "singing along to the Lego Movie" high. Everything was not awesome
He took a girl home at like eight, fucked her, kicked her out, came back to the bar, and repeated the process again at 10:30 and 2:30. THREE GIRLS IN ONE NIGHT. ALL PICKUPS. I HATE HIM.
My mom just asked if I wanted a mimosa when I got out of the bath.
I think everything's gonna be okay.
You did what with his pubic hair?
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