Nope, Im Irish and pissed with some drunk mixed in...therefore punching things is the best solution to every problem.
Pretty sure I only gave out my other # though. You know, 777 777-7777
Hahaha. So was it a Freudian slip, or wishful thinking? ;)
Could be either seeing as you're in my phone as "3rd bar" and I couldn't pick you outta a line up.
I'm thinking we should try to start remembering stuff we do. Althought I kinda like feeling like Nancy Drew the next morning.
More like the Hardy Boys cause its kinda like a team effort.
He fucked volume into my hair. It was amazing.
so, what part of "he's slept with a guy" do you not understand?
I had to write an apology letter to security guards in the hotel so I didnt get kicked out
the kid throwing up and laying face down on the deck just asked ME if I'M okay...
Just disregard the tooth in the plastic bag in the fridge.
I have never smelled more like a drunk mariachi band than I do right now.
What changed your mind?
Being sober
8===D
That's the bat signal to come over and fuck me.
Your feet probs hurt bc the cab driver kicked us out a mile from home after you wouldn't stop screaming "prohibition can suck my dick"
how do you always get into these "we banged the same dude now lets be friends" situations???
Do you think they'll deliver pizza to my mouth
Sometimes I wish I could tell all my past/present hookups what the nicknames that my friends and I have assigned them.
Randomize
