hey you didnt make it to our afterparty what happened?
Ran around with a boom box broke a trampoline float, had a girl lick my ear the usual
you were trying to give my penis an indian burn.
By connection do you mean me drunkenly grinding my ass on his lap for an extended period of time? If so, then yes, we had a "connection"
maybe if i keep dancing i won't throw up
I dunno. Last time I went there I had got sexually propositioned by a Belgian prince.
No more drinking with Em. She was on the ground so much she looked like she belongs in a lifealert commercial
its warm now so i can go back to sleeping with guys based on their fuckability rather than how much warmth they generate.
I'm never drinking again. I saw way more penises than I ever cared to see last night. And I've decided that I'm going to live in Scotland.
I need an explanation for both of these epiphanies.
you strike me as the kind of person who when they spill something on their lap they take off their pants and eat it anyways. right off the crotch seam.
why does CNN give a flying $@*# about the royal baby so, so much?
i hope they name him Joffrey
Saw the same Luigi I hooked up with last Halloween. Still in his same Luigi costume and scruff that hurt my face
I should probably stop recommending my dentist to the different guys I'm seeing. That could be awkward in the future.
You're still my best friend even though you continue to pass out on random toilets every time you drink
Why is everyone giving me a hard time for drinking?!
Your in the library.
Sorry I missed your birthday party. I caught a dick and rode it to O-Town
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