And as you crawled into the bathroom last night you repeatedly said "I know the routine".
our drinking schedule never changed, we just drank at work.
We had sex on my friends waterbed ..after that the whole school kept asking him if he had fun getting "sea-sick" last night.
Eventually evolution will just give us a better liver anyway, so our great great grandkids should THANK us for our binge drinking.
frankly if you're gonna get kicked out of your place, hooking up with your gay roommate's boyfriend would be the most entertaining way to do it.
The only thing I really remember is repeating "I hope I still have a job on Monday". Oh and pulling my boob out of my dress.
So I take it the company Christmas dinner went well then...
I cannot for the life of me remember why I am holding this rabbit.
I dislocated my rib eating pizza. I think I am broken.
For someone only wearing socks and a cast, I felt reallyy overdressed
So, we estimated there is at least 40 pounds of boob in our house.
What the hell man, you basically stole my girlfriend with a bucket of KFC.
I had to give myself a suppository. That was the LEAST fun I've had inserting things in my ass.
Once upon a time I threw up in my own hands last night.
this vacation is helping with my sexual bucket list so much. threesome, deaf guy, and outdoor sex all accomplished.
So I was having a really bad night...so I decided to steal a pumpkin.
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