Do you think red sox nation has an official powerpoint template/memo format for resignations of manny support, bandwagon applications, and other official business?
just found out there is no tactful way to ask your girlfriend to wax her stache. no matter what a google search would have you believe.
We discussed our relationship status. We're dating exclusively. And the conversation was followed by him saying "C'mon baby, let's make you orgasm!" .....I'm gonna marry him.
Security said no more parties of this kind. To me that translates to Theme party this weekend.
I'm buying you potatoes, the least you could do is not ask any fucking questions and just say thank you.
I'm over this relationship. I'm just going to get drunk all day, wake up in a puddle of my own vomit again, and go on with my life
I'll be there. With Doritos and whisky. Don't expect much more.
They told you that you couldn't fit in the dryer. Man, did they eat their words. You did brake the door though.
He's trying to marry me, when is the appropriate time to tell him my real name and that Dallas is a completely fictitious slutty alter ego? I need the advice of someone with morals.
There should be a company that sends nadgrams. They're like candy grams except the recipient gets kicked in the balls.
How did I pull off convincing everyone that my name is Dad? Maybe they were just distracted by my boobs.
No worries, I've prioritized my homework into "can do drunk" and "should be sober" categories. We're good.
My sister's exploding appendix just cock blocked me...
You know I base where I go on the likelihood of me getting laid there. This includes work.
BUT YOU GOTTA TASTE THE RAINBOW!!
That's what Skittles are for!
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