So when does "going out for one drink" = giving some guy an HJ on the sidewalk?!?
Yes but life is bad with poopy sheets
It's always a surprise to see what songs I shazamed and downloaded last night while we were drunk at the bar.
i was staring at it trying to desperately see a vagina
i had to pay fifty dollars for throwing up in the limo, 60 fucking dollars to throw up all over myself
So the answer to your question is yes, I was masturbating on the roof of my building.
Apparently she doesn't appreciate the significance of eskimo sisterhood as much as I do.
So I've gone into the break room to heat up a styrofoam cup 8 times over the course of 4 hours.. that desperate to see him. Now I have a broken heart AND cancer.
I got arrested for "public intoxication". Fuckers threw me out of the bar into public... i mean shit they have thirsty Thursdays. And I get thrown out for self serve Sundays plus a citation.
It's awesome, he has so much more free time now that he's not screwing other girls behind my back
No. If I hated you would get none. Then I would eat them all in front of you and laugh at your tears. Although that hasn't been ruled out for entertainment purposes. Nothing purposeful.
Yeah I'd rather get obliterated at home.
Same here. I'd like to ensure that I won't get pissed on.
Halfway through the night I was hiding in a trashcan. Then I "sobered" up and ran around the house throwing change because I wanted to make my last moments of 2013 charitable.
When your hungover saltines taste like hope...
if they didn't want us to do blow at uni, why would they make textbooks so smooth?
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