I'm trying this new thing, it's called standards
Come home. Power Hour by yourself is only fun for the first 10 minutes.
dude.. you lit a cigarette on the bus and told the driver it was okay because you were fire marshall of your boy scout troop
We watched 'the mighty ducks' last night and took shots every time someone quacked. I woke up this morning wearing a nothing but a hockey jersey laying next to him on the floor. He was wearing a goalie mask. I really wish I knew what happened.
She called herself a train and then took off all her clothing. I forget everything after that.
I saw you two flinging Jello at the sidewalk if that helps jog your memory.
He didn't seem too mad about the puke on the side of his car. You still have a chance.
I cleared a drunken path to my bed for you. If you hit clothes you've gone too far.
Just called the bar: "hi this is the girl who you kicked out for excessive bleeding, do you happen to have my coat?"
Quite frankly, I consider the fact that I'm NOT pregnant one of my greatest achievements and I'd like to chronicle that ongoing success. I'm going to post pictures of me at "0 weeks" once a week.
I may not have eyeballs after all the drunk naked people having sex outside.
Neither of us have work tomorrow and we live w/n walking distance. This is your official Sandy booty call. Come rock me like a hurricane.
Considering the fact that everyone took the wrong jacket from that party, should we casually try to return the chalice and soccer ball we stole from last night?
I just noticed, at some point last night I got on iTunes and purchased over 100 classical piano songs.
i am also 80% sure that my shirt glows in the dark.
i just used your hair clip to unclog my bong. i miss you so much!
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