..well, okay, so long as I don't have to wear an apron or vaccum in high heels.
nope just do me i'm drunk and easy to plz
google image searching george stephanopoulos at 1 AM on a saturday night...once again
I'm sorry that you don't think that "Daddy Issues" are a real thing, but I can tell you that some assholes who never went to their daughter's dance recitals are responsible for getting me laid...continuously.
i watch way too much csi for them to even pretend to be my friend.
ya i vaguely remember microwaving a whole package of bacon for 20 minutes or so and then eating it all around 4am
You're asking the wrong person. I was drunk on nyquil and jager.
...that's why he's not doing anything with his life except breeding geckos
I think their strategy was based on people bein at a beach, seein a rainbow, and havin an orgasm at the same time.
Also I climbed atop a mailbox with a toilet paper hat and a wolverine claw made of glowsticks, screaming at passers-by that they were going to die. Control me
No, trust me. Falling down the stairs is a fucking sobering experience.
And by go well you mean everyone's hammered right?
Yupp. And someone's bleeding
i miss freshman lecture halls much harder to take shots in a class of 20
I don't care how sexy you think I look in my scrubs. Wanting a blow job is not a medical emergency.
Hungover. Have to fix everything I've broken. I'm gonna be very late.
had to remind myself that killing him is not a good career move AGAIN.
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