I've come to the conclusion that as a grad student I would much rather prefer to get laid then get drunk
I think you know full well that a few years ago my stance was the polar opposite
I think I'm in Tiajuana
You are not in Tijuana. I saw you an hour ago
I could be
my passenger side seat is covered in alcoholic jello with a nude mannequin in it
His roomates just started party boying me. He stood there with the look of horror on his face.
You crawled everywhere and rolled in ice cream. No more vodka for a month.
Sitting on the curb by new england comics with a weeping drunk girl who's eating french fries saying she'll never be as successful as her sister the hand model. She's scaring the nerds.
I left my pipe in my center console with a bowl packed when I took my car to the shop, and when I picked it up the weed had been smoked, but my oil change was only half price.
Apparently, "please don't I have to be in court tomorrow" is not a valid excuse for a girl to abstain from giving a massive hickey.
It's a gay bachelor party, it's not like dignity is to be expected
When you're looking for your panties tomorrow, you traded them for a blunt on the train.
He has a bed frame and a headboard.... That match his dresser and nightstand...
Hahah. That's good.
I feel like you don't understand the severity with which this weirds me out...
Okay so how much boob would you consider inappropriate for smart casual?
I hope the lord has blessed you with many tampons, child.
You grabbed my dick don't call me son
i'm trying not to stalk him on facebook
i gave in
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