I dreamt Michael Jackson dropped his pants in front of me and I had to ignore it.
Apparently married women at the office don't like getting congratulated on getting "knocked up"
We had to put his head at the bottom of the driveway so the puke would run down. Now he's sleeping outside.
Were making Christian mingle accounts. First one to get laid doesn't pay bar tabs for a month.
Challenge accepted. See you in hell.
STOP LICKING HIS MUSTACHE
I'm hurting so bad I actially had to wait for my mini wheats to get soggy before I could eat them..
Made up a full house drinking game
On my way.
We made out and he didn't grope me. I liked it. I felt like I was innocent again.
It was one of those mornings when I wake up and feel like I have to say sorry to the whole world
I made out with a guy so that I could get ahead in the bathroom line, totally acceptable
mid-october of freshman year. goals have shifted from "no more guys on my floor" to "all the guys on my floor."
Fortunatly we found him, he was on my roof. Unfortunatly, we can't say the same for his pants. Still looking. BRB.
I paid for lunch, then he made a bunch of holes in my wall and destroyed my bathroom.
He stood up through the sunroof yelling "CHOCOLATE MILK BITCHESSSS!!!! YOU AIN'T WORTH SHIT NOW!!!" the sad part is he wasn't even drunk yet. I worry about him sometimes.
false alarm, still single
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