So when jo picked me up from the bar I kept apologizing and kept telling her "I'm just a wittle donut"
somehow, due in part to drug cocktail and alchl prior to meeting, i blacked out, got home, made total mess of kitchen, broke shower, and made 17 hard boiled eggs
You give one guy a hand job and suddenly everyone wants to get with you
Those are some awfully high standards for someone of your weight
It's like a mixture of two words
"town" and "Im too drunk to spell right now"
You fell asleep with your fingers in my vagina. You made this a relationship.
I don't remember much, but my night is dated pre-Jaeger and post-Jaeger. Also, my boss may or may not have tucked me in.
I cried singing "call me maybe" on the way home from the bar. What the fuck
It took me half an hour to realize I didnt know them
This amicable friendliness is dull. We either need to start fighting or fucking around. I'll even let you pick.
Also, I don't know if it's the drugs I'm on or not, but I truly believe I was hypnotized last night listening to an audio book.
No it's like. I don't respect you. And I think you're a terrible person but. I still wanna bone it out.
You handed me an unpeeled grapefruit off the frat basement floor and then took a bite out of it.
Kinda suprised you didn't immediately ask about the lesbian ghosts tho
Nice. I got home at like 3am.stopped at Walmart for a vacuum and weirdly a trash can. Not sure why high me last night needed a new trashcan.
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