so i woke up thsi morning with a phadora on my head, no shirt and a huge hangover? want to help me figure this out?
just watched an entire episode so you think you can dance for head. so wasn't worth it
You lit the bowl with a rolled up paper towel that you ignited on the stove.
Fire inspection over. Blunts are OK
You layed on my kitchen floor with a pile of m&ms at your crotch, said "your lightbulb don't match, is that one new?"
My google history shows every combination of "red lobster cheesy biscuits" possible.
Its like I instantly had a mental image of me in my mugshot.
Just did a line with lance bass. Only in NY
I told your dad we had a nice lunch and hung out for awhile. It seemed more appropriate than "I had a bite of his canned chili and then we ripped each others clothes off."
Pants off. Spirits lifted.
Your friend gave me you're number. I was the guy locked behind the book shelf.
I think you have the wrong number, but I hope you escaped your library-prison?
We could have mediocre awkward sex or mediocre stunted/awkward/uncomfortable banter. The possilities are relatively finite
Also, if you don't fuck me soon, I will die. I don't want to die like that.
I'll probably just end up banging you in your parents marital bed,in their honor of course.
Note to self, the correct response when a guy tells you he likes you as a person is not "ew"
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