Confirm your location. A cross street is best, but if google mapping yourself is your least-shameful option go for it. ps- going through his mail for an actual address is always an option.
I just realize today that I've dated three guys this year with their own blog. Ugh that's embarrassing.
Speaking is such a hard concept right now
She straight up told me, "I don't care if he films as long as he's quiet." You sure you can't find the camera?
you riverdanced for the cops while the rest ran away.
Just finished off half a bottle of vodka. Can't take in anymore liquids so I ate 3 spoonfuls of your powdered gatorade to fight off the hangover. Wish me luck and check me for a pulse when you get in!
I may or may not have puked in the ladies room. Now I get to convince my client to go to substance abuse treatment. Oh, the irony.
I've spent my afternoon dipping strawberries in DayQuil if that's any indication of where I'm at in life.
My crotch smells like fire and I can't find my pants
Dude, never piss off a hungover boss.
He found out about your side hoe and still helped you try to find a lizard that got in the house
I feel like any time there's that much rope, lingerie, and horse masks on the ground, it's safe to say it was a great night
I'd just like to take a moment now to apologize sincerely for getting drunk and making an as of myself at your Christmas party next week. I'm especially sorry for sleeping with your baby sister.
Tomorrow has nothing to do with the threesome
I am the one with the vagina. I get to call it.
Just when I thought we may have our first low-key night together, I sang an Aladdin karaoke song to a bunch of roller derby girls, you took shots with married women, and we both fell asleep in our offices.
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