now i know why i became what i already was.
So what's the moral of this story? Aside from 'lesbians hold grudges'?
That's ok. I found a crab leg in my bed and have no pants on.
I am the poster child for what not to do during sex. Soon they will be calling an undesired position after me
One of my other friends found me and the dog in the back seat of this one guy's car....I don't even know
His idea of a compliment is: 'you're cuter than your friend. If you both wanted a 3way I'd do it,but I'd pay more attention to you.'
So I'm thinking about sending him some "sorry I almost peed on your computer" cookies. Thoughts?
It's like rock paper scissors. Cold showers and smoking beat hangovers.
I'll always remember you bringing me that pregnancy test in the middle of an ice storm. Best friend ever.
This guy is clearly nuts his idea of a hangover cure is a six pack poured into a camelpack then hiking 3 miles with a weighted vest. He said "learned it in the army i guess drink beer beat the heat"
Him naked in my bed with a bottle of vodka in one hand, a pipe in the other, and a rose in his mouth.
That's a really terrible idea.
Awesome I'm gonna do it then, thanks for the input
Now: to brush my teeth, put on my grandma slippers and earplugs, masturbate to 50 Shades and then PTFO
I FOUND THE LEGS
I got her number but I don't think I'll be able to smash, I was pretending to be British AND I forgot her name
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