Hey, what are you up to?
Drinking wine with the guys and watching 7 Pounds.
Looking back I guess I could have changed that to beer and Die Hard.
you hand the children out the window. i'll pour the drinks.
Haha. We better find him. He looked like he came out of Switzerland's vagina, he's that much of a blonde beauty.
She puked in the bank of America parking lot? Awesome.
Yeah, figured I'd deposit my check while we were there.
Hypothetical question: If a guy wanted to watch you fuck me, would you be willing to take a long lunch break on Wednesday?
I know. You don't know poor life choice until your sitting on the floor of a community bathroom waiting to vomit at 4 am
I bet. I bought a surfboard and a kite and filled my camelback with vodka-tonics. Let's do this
Remember when puke and rally meant a good time? Fuck pregnancy
So question, would you consider it morally wrong to grind up Cialas and put it in ones cocktail? Then I get what I want and he doesn't have to be embarrassed and he can win the mental game with himself? I'm only thinking of him...
Puke, feathers, beads, and solo cups all on my way to class. I'm surprised anyone's alive after this weekend.
He should know he can't successfully wrestle in pudding fully clothed. Amateur.
Needless to say, I woke up on the bathroom floor wearing the dress that my mom wore to the wedding. That open bar stole my soul.
I just had to pick up my "let's drink and make bad choices" hat, my banana suit and beer pong table from work. Until just then I couldn't figure out why I got fired.
He sent me a picture of Reese's peanut butter cups next to his dick. Of course I went over.
Have you ever looked at someone and thought…oh honey, you're too pretty for an ankle monitor
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