Yeah next time you are over I'll let you beat it on her pillows and you will feel better.
all you did was keep googling "what time is it" over and over and over
Okay, lets just agree to keep all cutlery related activities to a minimum.
She pulled out a handful of chest hair. And then gave the room a Brave Heartesque speech.
The waitress just told me I'm asking alot. So far I've asked for a soul, an angel and carbombs
If she says "This is how acid feels" one more time I'm never trip-sitting them again.
Also we saw a clown getting arrested. Rochester is weird.
You don't understand. This could be the last time I shave a star into my vag. Get over here.
My crowning drunk achievement from that night was donating $5 to the Obama campaign.
You're perfect
I realized after pounding back 151 and head banging into each other to "the drop" of that dub step song, that we weren't meant to have boyfriends at this point in time.
I ended up at home with a random bird sculpture and flowers
You know your night is done when the police confiscate your bra at high school basketball game
Omg the sex was so good my ears popped. Thank god too. Cause then I didn't have to hear him going on and on about his dumbass feelings. It's called a booty call bitch.
I sent my brother over to my ex's to get the rest of my stuff. He comes back SEVEN HOURS LATER, high as fuck without my shit! No loyalty.
it was all good until mid make out when he announced 'i just came'. ...he wasn't joking.
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