So what's the moral of this story? Aside from 'lesbians hold grudges'?
maybe you should start leaving anonymous bottles of booze on his doorstep with love notes attatched. that always gets me.
its not fair. if i was a guy, i'd be getting a high five for banging two in one night.
Sprained my ankle at sky zone REST ICE COMPRESSION ELEVATION AND SHOTS it'll all feel better soon
I can't remember where my feet are. All I can see are colors, and all I can feel is terror. The lollipop was a bad idea.
Would it be tacky of me to tell the two girls I just found out he's been sleeping with on the side that I've been having gay sex with him all semester?
No, trust me. Falling down the stairs is a fucking sobering experience.
Oh and apparently Friday night I came home and tried assembling the Christmas tree until my mom just told me to go to bed. Blackout.
Just watched a girl fall down the stair and be to drunk to get up. The only stair in the bar. It's like watching a turtle on it's back.
I've never seen a guy eye-fuck someone so hard in my entire life. I thought he would develop laser vision, bore holes into your body, and not even realize your innards would be spilling everywhere. That's how bad it was.
LET ME HAVE MY JUDGMENT OF OTHER PEOPLE
It's all fun and games until your in the alumni campus center puking on the floor
I used the phrase "love child of quasimodo and cyclops " in a sentence today.
Did you know that chef boy-ar-dee was a real person? I watched a show about him. the history of the ravioli is more scandalous than you would think.
I do have a history of lying to Customs. I once convinced them I was an astronaut.
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