Well its official I'm an idiot. I made out hardcore with an employee last night in our banquet room. Oh and got wasted at work. Oh and showed my staff squirrel on a trampoline.
today was the first day of rush. talking to girls all day makes me sick of having a uterus.
Sorry if I'm being weird. I'm dipping doritos in cabernet.
I also would have accepted most things ending in "job", erotic favors, and food.
This does no justice to the amount of paint I'm covered in or the amount of balls I'm tripping.
Do Not. I repeat. DO NOT DRINK WHISKEY TO COPE. You will end up in jail. LEARN FROM THE PRO
I don't think you seem to understand this concept. WHEN A GAY GUY HANDS YOU A DAIQUIRI, YOU DRINK IT.
I saw him walking to campus with his beer in his hand in the same sweats he wore walking to campus with a beer in his hand yesterday.
I feel like having peed on eachother is a point in our lives we should never have gotten to...
I'm not going to pass up the opportunity to be half naked and covered in glitter without facing judgement or legal prosecution. I'll be there.
You made out with him a lot. Almost as much as you told everyone Paul was the zamboni guy.
listen. i haven't sucked a dick in well over three years but i believe in myself.
well, shes hot as hell, but she does keep saying she's the president of the loch ness monster's fan club, so that's kinda a red flag...
I just wanna fuck your brother. Sorry if thats a crime.
Flirting with/getting ready to possibly sleep with a married HS classmate and getting added to a bible study group chat within minutes of each other. #Balance
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