Yeah, i don't remember peeing. or meeting the girl.
Talk about the highs and lows of a night out: had a threesome, then got robbed at knifepoint.
i've got to stop sleeping with short guys. they always turn into stage 5 clingers
Agreed. And i highly doubt it could be awkward. You do remember our introduction was a direct result of you mentioning your affinity for my genitals, right?
I'm sorry I ignored your high cries for help while you were grating cheese on my dog.
I was fine until "Under Pressure" came on the radio. It's like God wanted me to shit my pants on the drive home.
It hits you later. Like when you wake up on the floor under a puzzle later.
Just did coke off of a cross necklace and am headed to the strip club. Happy Easter!
It sounds like I am drunk, but I am not. I just have a concussion.
I know of an excellent nanny. A lot like Mary Poppins but way cooler. And likes pot.
I just want to have sex that doesn't end like a B-rated horror movie.
Come over. And we'll put iced coffee in the bong.
Hey I can officially say I made out with a drug lord.
I was thrusting to the beat of Felix Navidad..
it's my fake id's birthday. i'm wearing a hat, and i have a beard. i'm untouchable. TO THE BARS!
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