So pretty much, I was trying to piece last night together and remembered a point where I was pointing to you heart then touching your face. I'm not sure that I ever translated that to "I like your personality better than your looks" but that's what I meant
I didn't want to talk to him so I just started telling him how important Jesus was to me
Nah, I'm just going to keep fucking him until he realizes we're perfect for each other.
Okay, we really need to start training for the St Pattys parade. 48 hours of green beer won't end well if we don't prep ourselves. 2 week bender starts now
I am assuming I was his dirty Mardi Gras mistake and I can live with that
Its like every time I go out with you, it always involves Serbian chicks and taco bell and you always manage to get both all over my bed.
Partial kegs from last night are currently in my bathtub, which leads me to 2 questions: 1. What are you doing tonight? 2. Can I use your shower?
So just what does one wear when attending a sex toy party with ones mother-in-law?
Jeans and a nice top.
i have my bailey's and coffee which lasts me until lunch, at which time its appropriate for me to bring a vodka and OJ mix for the afternoon. This university thing is grrreat
drying my bra with a hair dryer wasn't exactly how I had planned on starting my day.
sex on a roof was cool and all but that superhero argument was the best part of the night hands down
All you have to drink is moonshine and ranch. This is bullshit.
Magyver!
it's like my eyeball is being humped by my eyelid
Does it look too obvious if I buy wine and candles!?! In my defense there is a gigantic snow storm coming.
How does it make you feel that I can't control my vagina around you?
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