we went to a bar last night, drank beer in plastic cups. I took pics w/a random kid i pulled into a photobooth & i have easy mac in my purse. I belong here.
I almost took home a boy from the bar last night, till i realized he was not speaking drunk, he was from another country and didnt know english. that could have been an awkward morning.
dollar beers will do that to you.
it was like fucking the hulk in a smartcar
I never once brought up his unibrow when he was insulting me. That's class.
Her divorce is going to cut into the amount of time we spend fucking.
I'm in awe of how selfish that is.
Remind me to tell you the one about the cashier that wouldn't sell me Jim Beam and NyQuil.
im failing my bio class b/c he booty calls me wednesday nights at 6 like clockwork
i look like a southern belle. however, i am around a million kegs. so i will be a southern shitshow.
I never thought that it would get to the point where I would have to specify that by "hang out" I meant "fuck like rabbits." Growing up shouldn't be this way.
Just thought you should know I'm having a reunion tour of Athens this weekend. Minus the weird guy I was fucking last time.
Its mothers day, andI woke up with 12 bar stamps on my face, holding orange juice and a box of tampons. This can not be happening
I just walked out of the side door of the bar to come in the front door so no one would know I've been here drinking before our work meeting.
If he refers to me as slump buster one more fucking time.
He's getting so into these sexts, I hate to tell him I'm fully clothes, watching Bring It On and eating chips and salsa.
I suppose writing him up is more professional than keying his car.
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