So how Liz Lemon is this? I bring a boy home, we get in bed, and I realize there's a lean pocket wrapper in the sheets.
I love that we get drink and call each other crying. It's kind of our thing.
i just saw a girl w/ a shirt that said "im the single friend." yeah i bet u r. stop wearing shirts like that and that could change.
you said grace in the diner. 5am, drunk, grace. you thanked the man w the mushroom cut for the wonderful supply of screwdrivers
Two words Indian burn...
What did she think it was, a shake weight?
We need to play Chardee MacDennis. Contact me when you have an available date. This is not a question.
I'm sitting next to a ginger. She is decked out in olive green. Gingers fucking love olive green.
I found a pair a guys underwear in my purse that has a British flag on it and says and I quote "British beef" what.the.fuck.
I'm to the point that I've had the revelation that its physically impossible for my arms to be attached to my torso.
I have come to the conclusion that my perfect boyfriend is a cardboard cutout of Link with a dildo attatched. Also, Merry Christmas.
His roommates came in the room and were throwing snowballs at us while we were hooking up.
Please hurry. I'm the only one here who's not an attorney with a trophy wife.
I'm worried about your health. And your boobs. Actually, health, then boobs. Health first, boobs second. And third.
The hospital waiting room is starting to become a very familiar place to me.
We were supposed to have sex but we had smoked so much neither of us wanted to move.
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