You do realize the lyrics aren't "hold me close TONY DANZA" right?
You can't be serious.
who the fuck is that kid sitting with you...
I don't have any fucking idea. I woke up and he was there. I'm kinda creeped out.
I learned 3 things lastnight....1. Turkeys are related to the t-rex. 2. Whales have leg bones cause they used to walk. 3. I will sing drunk in the waffle house, but not during karaoke in the bar
Well that's the second time I've broken a lamp during sex this month. Starting to worry I'm some kind of X-man. (this one was a wall sconce and I fully smashed it with my head and it crumbled like it was made of sugar)
I hate him. I fucked every one of his friends AND his fat brother and he still won't break up with me.
Found a piece of twizzler in my buttcrack.
I am naked in a blanket sprawled on my bed eating a pastry. This is all I want out of life. Ever.
We really gotta change brands again because 2-ply is making us feel like the celebrities we aren't.
It's gotten to the point where waking up in my own apartment is a surprise
Happy "I'm glad our dad made us sisters and then summarily downgraded himself to sperm donor" day.
On another note I am sitting in my bed naked, buzzed, and working on a notecard for my 8:00am test tomorrow. I think I need to make better choices.
All this studying of HIV makes me want to have sex with you.
They cut me off when I tried to pee in the corner of the bar.
Took it for the first time last night, and i saw a giant pillsbury boy coming after me with a wrench in his hand.
How did the surgery go?
My face feels like a marshmallow.
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