As a driver I hate pedestrians, and as a pedestrian I hate drivers, but no matter what the mode of transportation, I always hate cyclists.
totally watching dr. phil and getting eaten out right now. be jealous.
Hold my feet while i lean out of the window of the truck.
I figured you left because I was a shit show. Were you still there when I got locked in the bathroom and didn't know where I was? If not, that could have been a dream. I'm still not sure.
Fortunately for myself I'm twice as smart and half as drunk as everyone else. All things considered I'm leaving here three-to-five times richer than when I arrived.
My hope for you over spring break is that you can be some disease free girl's random spring break mistake.
kool aid jammers and 151...our childhood has officially been corrupted.
He had "Bad Bitches Only" tattooed above his dick. I don't know his name but I hope I find him again. I also don't feel that I lived up to the challenge.
I tried snowmobiling at 2 am. I broke my glasses. You're right. Things do get out of control.
Pretty sure my boner drove me home. Like it didn't just do the steering it was the gas and brake too..
At the funeral we'll say nice things, like "She was delightfully extreme, psychotically wonderful, and could probably drink all you fuckers under the table."
That's literally the perfect eulogy
I try not to flex my sex appeal too much around the engineers, it's like feeding bears...always ends in disaster.
So red wine goes with eggs, right? Because that's all I have in the house to cook and the drinking options are either wine or scotch
does having sex with an episode of House playing in the background count as studying for my MCAT?
Remind me to tell you: When threeways go awry, my MLK weekend story.
Randomize
