NO FUCKING WAY. PLEASE MAKE HER IMPLANT THAT POOR KID INTO A RESPONSIBLE UTERUS.
I apparently took a 45 minute shower, and became best friends with his mom.
I'm drinking reisling in a paper cup by myself in the garage.
this stripper weighs a pound. I feel like I should tip her in food.
I probably shouldn't have slept with him. I feel like that may have given him the wrong idea.
I just bedazzled my weight watchers points calculator. You can tell I'm gay.
I couldn't function. I was to the point where I was using a bottle cap as a monocle.
He just turned 21, it's very obvious the end of their relationship is near. Now we play the waiting game.
I mean...he was throwing up for almost 3 consecutive hours. I don't think there's a chance in hell that would have tasted even close to tolerable.
It was less of a bar, and more of an abandoned basement that some people sell booze in.
It was kicking off big time until you crawled out the bar on your hands and knees. Nobody wanted to mess with that.
you got to sleep with him and don't even remember it? that's like sleeping through an entire vacation
I mean, I'm not upset that HE's getting married, I'm upset his penis has to go through with it by default
So I love answering sex questions in intimate relationships class on a clicker when im sitting next to my cousin..
I'm actually on the verge of cancelling a booty call because I have an early meeting tomorrow. If this is what adulthood is going to be like, I'll pass.
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