So it's 10:55am and I just woke up on the floor in the hallway on the4th floor. There should probably be no moredrinking competetions.
You know it's an interesting night when you drunkenly scream at your boss, "You'd make a HORRIBLE OBGYN!! You're hands are ENORMOUS!"
After he proceded to violently molest my tits until 9 am i snuck out of his room only to meet his mother downstairs, who informed me she heard the giant sexfest going on in the room next to them.. this was before she called us both "chickenshits".. worst walk of shame ever.
Just threw up in a trash can by the ATM. Then pulled out money for weed.
he told me that my best friend was "one the most attractive people he's ever seen" and wondered why he didn't get a blow job
you have failed as an in class drinking partner.
It's just my hair. It brings natural happiness. Like goldfish, big boobs, and milkshakes.
Where the hell is he. I called him crying for weed and sex you would think that would signal some urgency.
Came back with a random sweatshirt, an American flag, and a for sale sign. Mission success?
Best thing she said after I kicked her out "rugby guys have single handedly ruined my faith in men"
I'm sorry your Amazon says buttplugs now
I noticed while having sex on Friday that I have great endurance. CrossFit works.
If that guy asks u bout me, I said my name is Jenelle, from CT, I'm a cat behiavor consultant and I'm 29. Back my story up
thats all i want out of life, to get high and watch weiner dog races
i'm trying not to stalk him on facebook
i gave in
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