great sex! but now the fight over who sleeps on the wet spot starts.
As far as classy things to do in front of your ex go, throwing up on your own shirt is not one of them.
I can't tell whether I'm throwing up blood or licorice.
so why are there three stressed gay men and a bowl of vomit in the smoke room?
I won't drink with you again until you promise to not feed me anymore paper bags
It's like the last supper of drinking before the summer ends
doing laundry. just found my fishnets from Friday. the ENTIRE crotch is torn out. guess that answers the "did we have sex in the cab" question.....
That little tingle vodka gives me in my esphagus is what lets me know I'm still alive.
I hit a child with a fudge sickle from a moving vehicle after he flipped me off, I feel like a God. Tell no one. My partner didn't see it.
i stole nothing, broke nothing, and stabbed nothing. aren't you proud of me?
They have some sort of agreement that they can sleep with other people if it helps then achieve their goal, or something like that
How awkward
Yeah it's pretty fucked up
I think my body is a cloud. This mixture of things is heavenly. Dare was wrong, drugs are awesome.
There is a video recording of my birth. I have seen it. It is terrifying.
Nothing like walk of shaming to the bus stop in your bar clothes at noon and seeing the fire truck you work on drive past with the other shift giving you thumbs up.. Brotherhood at its finest
We showed up to the ER to pick him up and I was still wearing face paint from the game. Then I threw up in the sink. Those doctors did not like us at all.
Randomize
