Ask him about the girl he took home Saturday night. I swear she voted for Kennedy.
she's googling pictures of Freddy Mercury and whispering 'I'm ready'
We're doing a case race on Saturday.
I'm in. I'm currently drinking a beer in the bathtub so I guess I can consider this "practice" and not just "alcoholism"
He texted me for drugs this time. Not sex. I dunno if I should be pleased it's not sex or disappointed that I come across as a druggie
She just called to say she can support a full bottle of vodka between "the girls" now. I'm going over, don't try and stop me.
Two words that describe last night: naked and backflips.
oh yeah, there may or may not be a large boa loose in the house when you get home.
And we just chatted casually as i peed on the floor and she peed in the toilet
I took a cab from the club to the grocery store. I needed peanut butter.
I slept with the Australian in the bathroom of a gay bar. What has my life become.
Things were going really well until his cousin showed up. She told him I look kind of like his mom, which started a ten-minute debate on my and his mother's specific features, and ultimately, who is prettier. Guess who my date picked.
Saw the Peanut butter guy at checkout he had at least 30 containers of it and like 6 different kinds...
my lips are numb and my face feels like a pool. PENGUINSSSSSS
Share, now.
on a campus of 30,000 people, i should not be able to see every single guy I've ever hooked up with at one party.
i just woke up in my dog's bed, on my parents floor, my outfit on backwards, and a bottle of lube poured down my pocket.
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