I just spent the night with a bunch of indian guys and i wasn't attracted to a single one. Yeah i've officially become an anti-indian indian.
We were done making out and had been asleep for a hour. I felt him put his hand on my butt. Then I farted.
And my awkwardness continues. I felt the need to send him a text that said roar. I did it.
bad to tell him im pregnant over fbook chat?
I love you. And by the way. I found out a way for you to train your gag reflex. Elliot taught us in math.
Thats two for two birthdays where I've gotten the "alcoholism runs in the family" speech
woke up on my stairs with half a hot dog beside me and the last text I sent was "i make hot dog in toasTer" .
It's like trying to pry an octopus off you. Except the octopus speaks English and can get drunk.
At victory brunch. Have a decent story. Im now eskimo brother with the duke mens basketball teams from 2002 to 2008 and obamas right hand man
According to the stories I've heard I decided I was a stuntman after my 6th shot of Jack
I'm more impressed with the spaghetti smoothie at the present moment.
I'm not sure which one did it but one of them fucked the kink out of my neck
The paramedics came back to shotgun beers with us.
Well I just took a pregnancy test... So how's your thanksgiving?
Are you drunk already?
Not already - at LAST.
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