Apparently I ran up to the group of cookie-cutter blonde chicks and screamed "Delta Gamma Nuuuuuuu!" really excitedly and tried to hug them and share fake sorority stories with them.
The biggest loser is alot easier to jack off to at the end of the season
The drugs are starting to wear off. Suddenly aware there's a girl with bald patches and 2 guys that don't have a full set of teeth between them.
We had a weird moment. Mid-sex he started talking. It went along the lines of "I. FUCKING. LOVE.....this condom..."
I was trying to be quiet until started to feel like my cock was being dipped in a rainbow and then I stopped caring temporarily
your vagina must have magic restorative powers I feel rested and powerful this morning.
Apparently getting a blow job in the mens room from the bar owners daughter will get you kicked out.
Denial and avoidance are my survival strategies for 2013.
Denial, avoidance and beer.
Someone stole a lamp last night.
New Serial podcast is out. We can listen to it tonight instead of having sex.
You were on the train yelling, "THIS TRAIN NEEDS TO GO FASTER SO I CAN GO HAVE SEX WITH MY BOYFRIEND!!!"
Of two things I'm absolutely sure: 1. I only took 2 hits off that joint and 2. I definitely ran over hedwig on the way home
I apparently lifted the young child over my head yelling "Victory!" after that last game of pool, right before doing some Girls Just Wanna Have Fun karaoke.
Gatorade without vodka just doesn't taste the same
Two words: nipple clamps
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