I've been emailing with a woman. I don't think she's into me, but we've become sorta email buddies. I'm hoping to meet her because on her profile she states she's into 'fisting.' Frankly the thought kinda freaks me out but I'm dying to see what kind of woman is 1) into that and 2) admits it upfront.
honey bunches of taint.
If someone cant be won over with guacomole and tequila they are not worth your time.
It's gotten to the point where even copying off yahoo answers is still way too much work.
i gave him the "yep, i was your girfriend's collegiate lesbian sex story" head nod
Then pass out next to me, I'll be under a pong table or a park bench. Really depends on the weather during Mifflin
I wish the sun would stop judging me for being drunk while it's still shining.
So I feel like I should feel objectified by your comment about my boobs but instead I just feel proud. 21ST CENTURY FEMINISM, BABY
most desperate stoner moment might have been when we filled the bong up with pond water
desperate times, desperate measures
You know its going to be a good day when you have to brush your teeth out of a cup in your room using the vodka and water mixture in your fridge because you're locked out of your restroom
If by "Are you drunk?" you mean "Did you just faceplant in the checkout line at Target?" the answer is yes.
So basically he is jobless, a potential serial killer, and has poor taste in music? We simply don't have time for that.
I'm the girl holding the bag of goldfish
Why do I have this feeling like this is heading in a slightly threesome-y direction
Awesome. I did a rain go away dance. And it went away. Nbd just cotrollin the weather with my mind and sweet dance moves
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