Pretty sure I only gave out my other # though. You know, 777 777-7777
Hahaha. So was it a Freudian slip, or wishful thinking? ;)
Could be either seeing as you're in my phone as "3rd bar" and I couldn't pick you outta a line up.
Why dose there have to be another girl there for you to do this?
its hotter. Way hotter.
I've spent too much of my life staring at my bberry and counting to 5 to see if it blinks
Oh and then this old man who saw it happen goes "don't do that"
Hahaha what a helpful old man. Like you thought it was normal to be spilling gas everywhere.
no jill really. Evrything around me is talking to me. The plant, my dog, the tv,the lamp. Its amazing.
The underwear in the garbage is clean. Just wipe the pizza sauce off
will barter weed for kareoke machine...
Also, that dude projectile vomiting all over the living room was the perfect distraction for me to swipe the booze and run.
As I was brushing his cum out of my hair he looks at me and says "it happens to me all the time."
I pretended I didn't remember seeing him hookup with that freshman, and he pretended he didn't remember seeing me hookup with that old guy. We have a beautiful and unawkward friendship.
I'm bringing Sergeant Single Slut out this weekend. I hope you're ready for her.
I do remember telling her that I was about to pass out soon and then hiding my pants under my bed so she couldn't take my wallet even drunk I'm thinking ahead
I peed my pants and am still dancing with guys at the club because I liked my outfit too much to change. Call the ratchet emergency
I know it was your bday but bringing a airhorn and blowing it yelling "buy me a fucking shot" in the bartenders face was a little uncalled for
I woke up at her place in a kids bed hearing Sesame Street. She doesn't have kids!
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