We may or may not have a drunk cat on our hands.
Sorry I never got back to you. I got high. I know it sounds like a commercial or something... but its true
alright got my week's quota of sex in, ready for modern warfare 2
My summer fucks are coming back to haunt me with a vengeance.
who has that picture of us looking like alcoholics at the zoo?
She told me about it right after. She said she was scared I would be disappointed. And I was, but I pretended not to be. Which pretty much sums up our relationship.
Marshall is naming all the elements of my face. I love science nerds.
I saw a picture of my dad holding my legs in a kegstand. Town festival=success.
Oh we were great hosts that night. We made sure to leave all the beds open by passing out on the bathroom floors instead.
We are trying to penis chicken awkward them out. But I think it's a gay wedding. Backfiring. Heavily.
It wasn't a great time! You grabbed me, picked me up, and make me pee in the sink!
okay, but you can't tell anyone. Every time he instagrams something with the caption "avocado," it means he's booty calling me. Happy?
Exactly best part of my night he took of his shirt and surprise traveler fanny pack
It's a shame, really, because he's got the cock of a horse... And the personality of dry toast.
You really need to stop getting injured so often it's really starting to negatively impact my sex life. Oh and get well soon. . . no seriously though hurry the fuck up.
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