when you close your eyes do you see, that mystical creature will be me.
who is this?
I haven't seen him in over a year. He asked me to his prom over myspace. Is he fucking serious?
we're at the bar and some girl dropped a bottle of burnettes strawberry vodka out of her purse and it broke.
i mean, if that's not class, then i don't know what is
im over her. I got weed and youtube. everything i could ever ask for.
Im not spending 10 to get hit on by potential transexuals even if they are cuter than most of the girls I dated.
He chipped a tooth on the first beer. You know the night is just going to be a slushy mess after that.
Pretty sure I sang "What Makes You Beautiful" to some random guy in a parking lot last night...
So to recap Superbowl Sunday - I won $100, bumped into the anti-christ and his cult, met a guy in a kilt and a wican, then got invited to a gayguy afterhours party.
Gonna be tough to beat that next year!
I'm going to be fiscally responsible and buy a handle.
Ran out of plates, so I'm using my sociology notes. Looks like they will finally have a practical use.
I am coping with the snow storm with beer and shots of jack. If I were outside in shorts I might be able to pass as a Canadian.
I just need to stop hanging out with girls who drink wine coolers.
Not sure. He doesn't know where New York is on a map but he gives an incredible spanking.
Who cares about New York?
That's not the problem. The problem is I thought I was over him but he smells nice today.
We need to move to a different bar soon. When we're standing on the patio, and every guy around us has seen us naked...there's a problem
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