so that wasnt chicken after all
i've decided that sluttiness is like a disease, it can lay dormant in you for years and then one day you go to college and with all the booze and drugs and boys and time on your hands symptoms begin to show then one day BAM you're a huge slut. it's like how izzie had skin cancer and it grew into brain cancer.
No, I'm a firm believer in "Swallow or it isn't love."
His drunken night ended with a "car accident" which really meant he was stuck in a toy car and pushed down the steps.
Go ahead. I tried to back up ur budhism story but she mite be catching on
Dammit. I hoped that would work. Just tell her I'm doing my pilgrmidge to Nepal or something.
when i tried to put the condom on he started screaming about how he didn't want his groceries bagged
There's somethin not right about having to take the batteries out of your 27 year old boyfriends gameboy to use in your vibrator
He also deemed that the fact that I couldn't log into Netflix was not an emergency. He's wrong.
I went in for a high five.. He went in for a kiss.. Today is a good day
I didn't know how to commemorate his death, so I snorted a fat line off of his obituary. Rest in peace.
This is either the best idea i've ever had or the worst. stay tuned.
I'm not wearing pants, but I'm wearing a tiara.
Drunk and bowling. Only good things can come of this
we finally found him at 2 am. he was 3 miles from the house and tried running into the lake when he saw us pull up. i don't think he'll be taking ecstacy again any time soon.
you tried to fight the cop who was busting the party, you said you had a constitutional right to do a keg stand...
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