i just walked with a girl who was carrying a chair down the street. apparently she got mad at the bartender and took the bar stool when she left.
I realized that I've made out with a different boy almost every time we've gone to mcgoreys....I don't need a boyfriend...I have that bar
im pretty sure there are laws against slapping prostitutes
i'm pretty sure there are laws against prostitutes.
He said I was like bonnie and clyde all rolled into one but twice as trashy and 75% less clothes...
He obviously understands you completely.
She went off on a twilight/new moon tangent before we even got back to my room. i had to jump the ship and pretended to pass out on the sidewalk.
they would be such cute babies and they would grow up to have huge dicks. and that would make me proud as a mother
so does the 200 for rent and 150 for utilities include the never telling my boyfriend about the guys i bring home.. or is that extra?
you texted me "dude im face"
it sounded so right at the time
You were so calm and collected as you strolled out the door with 40 mcdonalds cups in your arms. It was legendary.
So I've been thinking about this, and I've decided my bed is magic. Every time I change the sheets, a new boy is in my bed. I own the Sheets of Dreams-if I change them, they will come.
This is the third year in a row that Mario has fallen through a table on New Years. I'm sensing a tradition developing.
Sounds like either a very good Friday night or a very bad Saturday morning.
THERE IS A BABY THAT ISN'T MINE THAT'S GOING TO HEAR ME BEING SEXED!
I hope that will b the last time i take off my pants in the chemistry building.
You guys do the cocaine and I'll do the dishes.
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