It's like sleeping with someone you met at a karaoke bar. It's never okay.
ok, his religious views on facebook are madonna lyrics. we no longer have to wonder about his sexuality.
and ill be dreaming of you. not in a creepy way, but in an inappropriate way
part of it is the fact that im problem drinking, and the other part is my OCD wont let me leave the bottle half-empty.
let me put this in terms we both understand. he was the crunchwrap supreme of men--the perfect combo of all things manly, gooey and delicious. and ready for instant enjoyment.
Well on a lighter note, guess who just threw up in the elevator
I have never made a good decision in that bathroom...
Well the police had to intervene and I couldn't exactly feel my legs by the end of the night, but I'd say it was a successful Friday night.
Survival tip #3: while you're hooking up with him, don't say he reminds you of his brother
The sign say "Kereoke" strip bar. 5 more beers and ill be ready to rumble.
She told me I made the cut, and to write my name and number on the white board by the door. I was the 7th number down.
I came so hard I burst a blood vessel in my eye. If i cant marry this girl, I'm gonna have to switch teams.
Figured out why that fly won't leave. It keeps buzzing through my weed smoke
Fly high, Fly.
I would eat the Denny's grand slam special out of my new probation officers b hole
Want to help me interview candidates to replace my Cub/Boy Toy when he leaves for grad school next month?
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