If there's ever a time when I've matured to the point that I don't want to look at camera-phone-titties, go ahead and bury me in a shallow grave by the railroad tracks.
I took a picture of his ID so i could remember how to spell his last name and facebook stalk him later...I think he saw me do it
I just realize today that I've dated three guys this year with their own blog. Ugh that's embarrassing.
Is he smart?
Why would i know that. That would deal with the top half of his body. I only deal with the bottom half.
I always have trouble explaining my life decisions to people over the age of 30.
Listening to my boss get blown in the next room by a male bartender from the gay bar. And watching pawnstars. Tell me I'm not the best wingman ever.
We're discussing which museums we should go to when we shroom. How ill would Picasso be?
The guy I'm talking to drunk texted me his essay last night and he asked me to revise it
It's almost like he's actually taking my commentary and criticism to heart, but simultaneously succumbing to some primal urge to wear less clothing each time.
His 89 y/o father walked in on us. Judging by the gasp/moan, I don't think the 1920s prepared him to see another dude inside his son.
I walked in to you guys using a milk jug as a gravity bong
Surrounded by smaller versions of the same
The guy whose house were at is drunkenly reading green eggs and ham to us in German
Youre saying I should leave him? Have you seen the dating pool these days? It's terrifying, and in the capital region it's straight Norman Bates
I got subtly pornographic with a lollipop while we were talking and he got flustered and started to blush. If he’s not interested after that I need to turn in my vagina card.
On a scale of having tea with Ghandi to the apocalypse how bad of an idea is it to drink with a 100 degree fever?
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