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Fat chicks shouldn't bartend
After last night's events, I googled "how to change your life direction." I found a really helpful ehow.com article.
her underwear stopped being sexy when i saw her pubes sticking out of the top.
So in our children's lit class, some jackass little boy had gone thru the where's waldo book and circled waldo. I realize you would have been that kid.
There was blood everywhere. She was pretty good looking person though.
Guess who is playing his new drum set when his roommate gets home to teach her a lesson about binge drinking to the point of being taken to the emergency room?
Walt said he was feeding me so I wouldn't die. that's why there was pasta in my room
At our floor meeting the RA was talking about bathroom hygiene and I really wanted to be like "what about shower sex."
Valid question
I walked in, the bartender looked at me, grabbed 3 shot glasses and a pounder. Lined them up on the bar then made a line with salt on the other side of them and said I wasn't allowed to cross it.
Liquor doesn't fix sad, but it sure as hell lowers my standards for a rebound.
I had the most traumatic dream I've ever had just now. I ripped my dick off because a girl asked me to and spent the rest of the dream crying about my dick
So he got the TA job but i told him its not official until we have a quickie on his desk. He offered to break into his office. He doesnt start until this fall.
He posted a picture from Senor Frogs. I don't remember where that bikini came from and my sombrero is PERPENDICULAR. Safe to say it was one hell of a day
I'm completely creeped out. He's dressed as me. And thinks it's funny.
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