I think my favourite thing about cubicles is the fact that I can pick my nose at work
Just try to lay there and not be pregnant.
My tally is now official: I have been drunk every weekend since 2008. Cheers.
I woke up with my keys safelty pinned to my thong. It's gonna be a great day.
you kept telling us that in dog beers you only had one
AND I JUST GOT FUCKING DAUGHTER ZONED. NO. I'M DONE. I HATE BOYS. ASEXUALITY HERE I COME.
Well Apparently I went to piss out my window last night, woulda been ok if I opened the window or the blinds.
Drunk logic "let's go outside in front of the bar to get sick"
You know I think I am ok with him not moving in yet. He came over, fixed my closet, ate me out, and left. I'm now in sweats drinking coke and rum and watching new girl. This works for me.
I could see myself being this awkward weirdo drunk girl that patted strangers and danced terribly but was powerless to stop it
she's the poster child for how alcoholism can be fun.
ARE YOU OKAY?
Physically? Yes. Morally? No.
Update: I spent 10 minutes trying to fish out a rogue vagina weight.
you made the house rule that every time you'd say "yay" everyone had to drink.
that explains so much
My vagina! What have you done to it?
Blessed it my child.
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