Yeah, i think she was German or something.
No dude, she's just got a speech impediment.
It's gotten to the point where even copying off yahoo answers is still way too much work.
How do I tell if what I'm covered in is pee or cum?
omg. he's a virgin strip club employee who's going to college on a ping pong scholarship. this is unreal.
I swear a good massage is the easiest way in my pants.
Not that there's a hard way... but you know what I mean.
well right now he's telling us a story how he befriended a racoon
there's a wings menu taped to my wall. don't tell me i don't have my priorities straight.
seriously though jaeger and i are fucking done professionally
Picture this: me driving down 183 throwing up into a towel. I just hit rock bottom.
Found plan b box covered with blood. In kitchen sick. Pickle jar is empty. Wtf happened?
I'm so excited for post-beer fest chipotle. It will be better than scared shitless pre-go karting chipotle.
maybe if I avoid him long enough we could skip the talking part of "we need to talk"
The ONLY place I sext is in my anatomy class. It's an amped up level of playing doctor.
Making friends with the guy who had alcohol-infused whipped cream was the best decision I made all night.
The only good thing about being back at work is supply room boom boom with my office husband
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