love how google fills in search terms for you, today for example, i ran a query for "why do girls get t"
and google finished it w/ "ramp stamps."
I felt less weird knowing others had searched this before me.
I murdered the dance floor call the cops
Just woke up. I have a "Detective Jacob Arnold's" business card in my pocket.
We got really high and decided it would be a good idea to wash towels in the dishwasher. I left before I could see the final result.
Jenny was looking for something soft to drink since it's only noon, she chose spiced rum. Think she might die today
Spotted: woman loading franzia into a toddler-sized shopping cart for her child to push. Beautiful.
Remember don't think of it as being an alcoholic until something bad happens.
Think of it as Mythbusters for people who say you're going to get arrested or die
Not genetic. He's drunk and texted me a dick pic. Not genetic. Thank God!
Bring the pizza ill bring the boundaries we can cross
that pic of me and the hulking football player sure does come in handy when creepy guys hit on me at the bar.
I might have pissed in the corner of someone's shed. They have nice lawn mower.
It was like the icing on a beautiful fuck boy cake.
Hold on I'll be right there, I can't find my arm.
I had sex in the bed of a guy who owns a house last night so I feel like this is a significant step up from car sex in the parking lot of a library
He looked so uninterested when the stripper was slapping him. Now his roommates are harassing me about how crazy our sex must be.
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