we put on a show in the hot tub for our boyfriends, then climbed out and both got down on our hands and knees and puked at the same time--still naked.
I fell off the front porch last night. Actually.. I dove. I dove off the front porch.
you were watching a documentary about sharks and wouldn't stop stroking my legs and whispering "what if they could walk?"
I puked for half an hour, but I went and danced afterwards, and that made me feel better.
You are so irish.
We've finally come to the understanding that as long as our conversation stays stricaly sexual, we get along.
I swear if it wasn't for meeting for drug dealers @ gas stations, i would never remember to get gas.
Breakfast=the leftover margarita in my car. Have a great day.
Well if all fails we can always become surrogate mothers. I hear that pays well.
Nope, I'm sticking to passive aggressive punishments. Like mismatching his socks and cumming on his leather couch. OCD is so wonderful.
I drank entirely too much. My skin hurts to wear
I had to show the prof your text saying that I could pick up your midterm for you. I covered the part of the screen saying you weren't there because you were about to have morning choke sex.
Ummm Im the uneducated alcoholic of the group... if I say its a bad idea, its probably a bad idea.
I also slapped not one but two bananas on the ass, twerked in public, and I think I made out with someone
Low key that was incredibly dangerous to let me wield a sword at this point in the night
You know it's a pretty bad night when an injured penis is not the worst thing that happened to you. Fuck tequila