after giving me morning oral, he left saying "hate to eat and run but..." oh yeah, he's getting a second date.
I GOT MY PERIOD!
damn. i had names picked out.
never. drinking. again.
lets not get ahead of ourselves.
I just Organized my jello shots by their colors in my mini fridge for the rest of the week. I'm going places in life.
He asked what my name was on facebook chat. IT SAYS RIGHT THERE. i will never be drunk enough for this guy.
did you dip my ponytail in franzia? its the only thing i can think of to explain my hair right now.
I'm drunk and you're awesome. let's stay this way forever.
I'm just going to say , cocktail races are not for a Wednesday night maybe not even a Friday type of deal
The packers need to win more often, Andrew keeps drunk calling me and confessing his undying love for me in between puking and taking more shots.
I just watched two grown men tickle-fight. Just glorious. No words.
There's "red head", "preppy white girl" and "the two Asians I dated and now everyone thinks I like Asians"
Your dating history is like the united colors of Benetton
I forgot her safe word. It was a rough night.
Well, I can now cross "dirty drunk homeless hobo" off of my bucket list of people who have been successful wingmen for me. North Carolina is getting weird.
Yeah. We're taking this fuck buddy relationship to the next level. Sober weekday sex.
Dude, he came to our house with a beer can in his hand dressed up in a chicken suit screaming, "free eggs!" then threw up and passed out in the front yard.
Randomize
