She's never had brie before last night, don't know if I can date a girl that doesn't like soft cheeses.
as we were stuffing their 24 of beer into our bags you kept saying you wanted cheese strings. closest things we found were kraft singles. as the guys came up the stairs you kept screaming 'GET THE CHEESE! GET THE CHEESE!'
States back in the final four. Now our sunday night drinking has purpose. Sparty on baby.
if that's jizz on my steering wheel i'm gonna be pissed...and impressed.
He sent me a picture of his dick with a cowboy hat on it.
You had the genius idea to tape beer to the celing fan. There goes his security deposit. He is gonna be fuckin pissed.
Do I really need this much space in my mouth?
Are you already high?
At one point, he came in to give her a pep talk, and then after he left, she just kept whispering his name into the toilet between heaves.
Not after That Night. No. I hate tequila. And it hates me. Very mutual hateship going on.
I just got St Patricks day and the day after St Patricks day off, wich I'm pretty sure is as close to a raise as I'll ever get.
We had sex on the playground and then walked around his neighborhood grading houses based on their Christmas decorations
I mean. I'm excited for the Seahawks too. I just love nachos.
I made out with a guy so that I could get ahead in the bathroom line, totally acceptable
He wrote on the bartenders notepad "phone?" So I wrote back "911"
he said to "slap him" after he guessed the time correctly. i did.
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