fyi, we didn't break up, we just downgraded to occasional sex without ever talking about it.
Food Network. Taking bong rips everytime we want to eat. BOBBY FLAY.
I'm not sure what happened. But I must have won because I obviously stole two full pitchers of beer from the bar and taped a note on them saying "your welcome"
Sunday Funday has been cancelled indefinitely, due to lack of self control of all parties involved.
also, i am in no position to judge as my life choices today went along the lines of "YAY VODKA". for breakfast.
According to the red cross, I'm not suppose to do anything strenuous for the next 24 hours. That means you're on top.
Go big or go home. Or get a live in house boy you met 7 years ago and feel like you have unfullfilled potential. You know, the usual
I woke up with a stapler in my ass. Don't even complain to me.
I sat on the bathroom floor yelling "hell hath no fury!" for about 20 minutes.
It's definitely revenge time.
I found where he bartends and I guarantee you that in approximately nine months from this Friday, you will have a niece
I am the murdurer of this scooby doo episode
I supernannyed him into submission
She took me to ER. She says thought it was a squirtgun filled with vodka and she was 'marking me for later.' Thank god it's a flesh wound, and we're cool and going to date.
gtg, the cops are here
hurry up. it's a friday night and i'm drinking in my office by myself. wearing a stewie griffin costume. the cleaning lady is judging me.
He ate me out in a golf cart while I watched the sunset. You are so right, golf skirts do provide amazing access.
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