my boobs are a 3G dead zone. as soon as i take my phone out of my bra, it has a signal again.
I'm returning our mountain of beer cans, while wearing a Budweiser sweatshirt. i don't look like an alcoholic.
I have fifteen cents in cash and 80 cents in the bank. BUT I have weed.
So when you said you wanted to make a clay replica of my boobs and hang it above your bed you actually meant it?
i mean, what better way to remind him of his failures in life than to fuck his roommate/fraternity brother?
1 be hot 2 flirt with everyone 3 use hotness to make people do things for you. It's a simple model.
By the end of the night I was using him as a leg rest and he was handing me pizza rolls when I wiggled my hand. It's a proven method.
Shots. Renamed a guy (he looked like a Scott to me), running, bloody Marys, walk to Safeway, donuts, ride home from someones husband, Nurse Jackie. FIN.
Operation: pick up a lawyer was a resounding success. Commence operation: football mugshot weekend
Know what's awkward? Having a couple of moving guys watch while you detach the bondage cuffs from your bedframe, that's what.
I woke up in a bunk bed beside two Brazilians dude you have no idea how happy I was
If I can ever get control of my legs I will be home. Thanks... and again sorry about your bed.
I just got a lecture from your coked out sister about the monetary value of Dothraki hair braids. Take her home.
Am I just high or is she having an auction for her vagina on Twitter
We got drunk, we had raw sex and we discussed about the showrunner change in Doctor Who, in that order.
Dude, I wish I could live my entire life blacked out.
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