You were face down, at your computer, surrounded by beer bottles listening a bagpipes version of amazing grace.
I realized that I earned the name Classy cassie as i was throwing up vodka slushie in my bed with a guy I know by the name extacy boy
Who was that guy you went home with?
Hang on, I'm trying to ask his name right now.
That's ok. I found a crab leg in my bed and have no pants on.
ohhh no, absolutely not. i am waaayyy too superstitious to have sex with the self-proclaimed "baby-maker" on father's day...
She just sat there, all alone, with a bottle of booze. And the dog. He even looked like he didn't wanna be there with her.
Oh btw I took the eighth out of the plastic wrap so I could use it to wrap my red pepper. This can be seen as either pathetic or resourceful.
Shit stained towel. The very symbol of how much closer we are as friends. Fall 011... beautiful disaster
and it seems i've caught your masturbating bug. thanks.
I could fuck to npr.
So apparently having sex with your co-worker in the bathroom at the staff party can get you fired.
Nice. Ask if they watched saved by the bell. yes=legal. No=jailbait
I don't know how I got home but I'm pretty sure the guy in my closet had something to do with it
still drunk.please come get me.he kicked me out because i couldn't stop laughing about passing out in the middle of taking his virginity.
it will be a surprise...all I can say is stripper clown.
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