Oh and ps....i was sleeping soundly until i woke up by the sound of amy on the phone with her mom sobbing hysterically because she can't stop having the shits.
I might scale it back and go as an investment banker. Which is the exact same costume as James Bond on LSD. I just introduce myself differently.
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...
Jerry just sent me this: IOR GHIT ALL THE BUTTIB. Go get him. Now.
oh my god. the driver of our party bus just said "no drugs unless you're sharin," my confidence in him is not high at the moment
she tends to only attract lesbians and homeless men
I'm in a hotel full of Marines. I'm leaving here pregnant.
Every time I try to stand up the back of my head feels like a bunch of little elves are beating the inside of my scalp with their toy making tools. What disease could this be?
If we both finish he brings me a beer and cookies, if only he finishes I get wine and cheesecake. I think I'm in love.
So here's my pathetic thought of the day: what does it smell like to be sober?
He fell asleep on top of me after sex. For 3 hours. Poor guy worked too hard.
He was watching porn and riding a stationary bike in the living room
The car smells like weed is an understatement.
Sorry about you walking in on the whole nude kinect dancing. The new roomie was drunk and naked and told us he was either over dressed or we were under dressed for the party. And Amy figured it would be easier to join him than it would be to dress him
Our fake lesbian relationship is better than her real relationship. Bitch be jealous
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