Do you think red sox nation has an official powerpoint template/memo format for resignations of manny support, bandwagon applications, and other official business?
It's like sleeping with someone you met at a karaoke bar. It's never okay.
I want you to know that wearing office supplies as jewelry results in waking up with the wrong roommate. Also, strip clubs and vodka don't mix.
Hey, my drug test is at 4:15 tomorrow. I'll meet you 5 minutes later.
Everything gets a little fuzzy after the flats of jello shots, but I do have a vague recollection of being at the top of a large human pyramid
Burnt my ear trying to use the bathroom blow dryer as a telephone.
Aaaaand then she sang MDMA to the tune of the YMCA song, with appropriate gestures.
Also he wants to know a casual, consise way to ask a girl in a bar if he could eat her out. Think on that.
He drunk dialed me at 2am asking if he could put a baby in me.
My legs have surpassed "hairy" and entered the territory of "furry". Maybe I should just suck it up and shave already
No now I'm curious!
omg he is no good in bed, bless his little heart and his big dick
Lol what? Monday night impromptu acid drop was the alternative.
I feel like David Hasselhoff when he's drunk eating that cheeseburger and crying. But with cheesecake.
I refuse to answer that question on the grounds that it may incriminate me
She's not allowed to do acid anymore... she started crying because she thought she was an eagle.
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