So how Liz Lemon is this? I bring a boy home, we get in bed, and I realize there's a lean pocket wrapper in the sheets.
You were running around the house covered in syrup, with shredded down pillow feathers on your body screaming "AFLACK!" at everyone
just peed on my foot to get a spider off. that lazy.
I just remember making out with this kid's friend, washing blood off my hands and hearing the RA's were looking for me.
On an unrelated note: I'm also a big advocate of the "never waste a boner" theory.
You asked her to play "the coma game" with you while hooking up, and then passed out in her bed. She couldn't wake you up so she slept on the floor.
Looks like I won that one
They're making him take his shirt off cause they think he's the bouncer. We're in his backyard.
My chest smells like french fries. Get at me attractive men.
We're having play-off hate sex for a sport I don't even understand. Go USA!
I thought the Bane mask would really repel dudes but instead I ended up grinding on a frat dude that whispered "bad bitch contest, you in first place" in my ear in a Batman voice
We made out and he didn't grope me. I liked it. I felt like I was innocent again.
Oh wow and I have a bunch of portable wine glasses called to go coffee cups
Shhhh less advice, more soothing words and dirty phrases
Never admit to being cold at those things. That is how you end up waking up the next morning naked under animal pelts... or so I have heard.
i'm high and self actualising, please send help
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