there needs to be a "man fax report". like car fax. type in the guys name and bday and up pops all the bad shit he's ever done.
She said she didn't want to have sex because she was so torn up about "this whole NBC thing."
We sat in his closet and drank four loko out of my camelbak for an hour in the dark. You tell me how my night went.
Last comment. I know of no exercises, diets or practices out there to help keeping balls young and healthy. They simply succumb to gravity.
You need to braveheart it on Monday. Blue face paint and a loin cloth screaming freedom in your front yard.
Going to the beach. Greeting Sandy with a blunt. Wish us luck!
It makes me really sad that some people start their saturdays running or biking instead of with 3 shots of tequila, a sausage biscuit, freaks & geeks and 2 orgasms.
At least you get to smell pizza at your job. I just smell despair all day long.
Drunkenly, I gave him a molly instead of an aleve so A) I'm still looking for him and B) I'm not sure about his headache.
Possibly threw up in my purse last night. Still suspicious of of all actions
That moment when a stripper is the one that makes the two of you have to define the status of your relationship...
If you're with any of them tell them i apologize for (insert whatever i did here)
You would be proud of me, I did not take a dab at work today.
All I did today was eat pizza and use my vibrator.
I woke up with a giant paw print on the side of my face, my jaw hurts, and I have no idea how any of this happened.
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