So what's the moral of this story? Aside from 'lesbians hold grudges'?
been sitting in chapter for 25 minutes. drinking last night's franzia out of a XXX vitamin water 10 bottle. recruitment chair has no idea. life is good.
did you hook up at the wedding?
No but I jerked off on the hotel sheets. I wanted to get my moneys worth.
I'm done. I'm tired and there's a topless pic of me floating around the nation's largest 3G network.
She had a group on her phone called "great fucks". I was in it. It's almost like making the forbes list
Peter invited his little brother to smoke with us and he is trying so hard to pretend he's done it before. When he saw the weed he was like "hell yeah!" and everyone got completely silent and just looked at him
Hungover like ... in bed with the Brita pitcher and a straw, only opening one eye at a time.
You know you're old when tea and a hot bath are more appealing than beer pong with lesbians.
You asked me if you had to go downstairs to get upstairs. And then you forgot where you were.
I can't turn off my feet"
Seriously considering modifying my computer case so it can dispense wine. I need to make a bunch of changes and reorganize it's guts anyway....
My boss and I ended up at the same strip club. We both got lap dances while talking about work.
She tied me to her bed using her honor chords. Thank god for graduation!
I'm on a walk of shame carrying YOUR pants. You owe me.
Is that your Nuva ring on the floor? Shit must have gotten crazy
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