I'm at his house. He has VELCRO shoes. I'm too desperate to leave...I may need help in thee life dept
made out with the bouncer to distract him from how illegitimate my fake id is.
I dont think problem is the right word. Problems arent something you enjoy. Life would be too boring without gambling.
take it from a girl who woke up with a girl in her bed... you were not that drunk.
She eyed me up from across the bar and mouthed "I have no gag reflex".
I told him I'd have sex with him for fried cheese. Does that make me a hooker or just fat?
It was either a cute kinda butch tomgirl or a really fem guy. Either way, I made out with it. Bisexuality, my best friend.
like stop trying to get a relationship out of this when i'm clearly in the drunken mistakes part of my life.
Confirmed. Vegetarians give terrible head.
Nobody is here, I still yelled for someone to make me some toast. That my dear is commitment to doing nothing.
He spent $1100 at a strip club. If I had that kind of disposable income, I'd make a cocaine sandcastle.
Holy crap, church bells in Cibolo just scared the hell out of me. I'm pretty sure they were yelling sinner at me.
I think there is a legit party going on the place we thought was AA
11% beer and firearms, what could possibly go wrong?
Rule number 1 of dorm living: do not forget your butt plug in the bathroom.
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