somehow you got everyone naked by playing strip rock paper scissors.
It's kind of sad that your greatest accomplishment today is that you stood up and didn't fall down.
Just think about it this way, every time you work Sunday, it's another $75 and that equals another hooker when we go to Amsterdam.
So apparently after he gets hammered, falls down a set of stairs and gets a concussion, he can still come home and find a way to play his guitar solo bullshit as loud as possible while i seduce my date...
Your ability to be a slut in your nightmare astounds me
just remembered spooning on the cardboard and confessing to each other we had the spins.
And by defning the relationship I mean telling him I'm gonna fuck other people but its cool If he does the same.
I'm pretty sure I have enough material at this point to start a blog called Guys I've Banged in Pictures together. Why does this keep happening to me!
preface to our conversation: my vagina hurts.
woke up to a case of keystone on my porch when I went to bed at seven that morning.. I think it's someone's peace offering for getting my roommates car towed
Only you would get a side of potential vagina with your sandwich
You gotta own your makeout pics Matt. They're like badges of honor
If I get the job, I'm gonna get wasted to celebrate. If I don't get the job, I'm gonna get wasted to forget. Win-Win
Hey, I'm sleeping in your car...lol just knock on the window in the morning
So random question: what's a good way to tell your brother that his Skype sex kept you awake last night? I'm not really sure how that conversation begins.
Randomize
