remember that time i ran away from the bar and passed out in a street cot?
neither do i
we've reached the level in our friendship where i don't think he would rape me
I don't want to talk about it. He was like the Little Engine that couldn't get me off.
i find it sad that i can no longer sit in the back of class for fear that someone will fart into the heater again.
He was in a gay KY jelly commercial. Jew male model. Reasons not to sleep with him. Go.
I remember sitting there at the toilet, bleeding everywhere and thinking, "I walked from my bedroom to here. What happened?"
he went up stairs with nothing on but calvin klein's and an eskimo hat, said hi to her dad, got a doughnut, and left like it was an everyday thing
She just looked at him and said "I'm gonna fuck that" and it totally worked.
She dumped a fish bowl of alcohol on herself. Just like flash dance.
duuuude the clock in this car says its 85 past 19.
dear god, who put you in a cab?
Lemme guess, I was the one completely shit faced making out with the 50 year old...
LOL, wrong number bro. Good luck trying to figure out what happened though..
Just an FYI if we break up I'm going to sleep with your cousin or who ever my dealer is.
They are stoned and trying to learn sign language together. It's like watching a chimp waving at itself in a mirror.
I think I've been there, but who knows? I drink a lot
You know the force is loosing strength when Darth Vader can't handle his liquor on halloween.
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