just survived the first fart of the relationship.
Let's just say he looked at my vagina like it was a rubics cube.
false alarm. still invincible.
it tasted disgusting. but i pretty much drank it in the name of science, and free alcohol
Did my good deed for the day.. Helped an old guy hide his beer on the NJ transit while the ticket lady came by
Just threw up in the waiting room. I can't believe I have to switch dermatologists again.
Btw...I puked in my hand last night and threw it on the floor. Don't let me do tequila ever again.
Between my vag yelling at me for having bad sex and my legs yelling at me for going to the gym I cant hear myself think.
Absinthe night with my dad again, I could get used to this being home thing.
If we don't rescue him from the fat chick soon, she is going to eat him alive and suck the marrow from his bones.
Not to mention I think lunch is a little inappropriate when our relationship is only based on Mario kart and alcohol so far...
Literally this kid just told me he's not planning to live past 30. Then he hit himself with a frying pan.
Whoever said it shouldn't take a man to make you happy clearly wasn't having sex everyday.
I am now banned from the bar... Because you got head from my ex in the woman's restroom
So being hungover in an office full of people with hangovers for 9 hours is quite possibly what hell will be like.
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