The only way I made it through work was reminding myself how many margaritas per hour I was making
Hey man your outta milk
How the hell do you keep getting in my apartment?!
I introduced him to the male G-Spot. Don't ever tell me I'm not experienced.
That was a $3000 rug we rolled him down the hill in.
I was just expressing concern for your pickle consumption.
As the night goes on these shots are getting so much easier. My liver jst needed a warmup lap.
Ran into his mom at the bar, i told her "i know he's married now but I'd still do him"
And if I don't get arrested for drinking and canoeing over the next 3 days, this hurricane will not have turned out anywhere near as well as I planned
I let that bitch know in no uncertain terms I was taking the coke dealer in the breakup
Hahah. They reconnected again?
Like with his penis I guess
oh and apparently my boobs are named "have no fear" and "plenty o'beer"
Remember when you tried to talk but you could only count by 2s?
All I remember is that I was trying to call my wolf pack by howling.
Its not that hard to understand he's my holiday boyfriend, we ignore each other most of the year except on holidays when I give him head
We are never doing shots of gin. Never again.
I'm pretty sure that's exactly what we're doing.
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