This is the kind of period I feel I should name out of respect to the fact I might have just gotten lucky this time.....
Just realized that St. Patty's is on a Saturday this year in case you were interested in coming to New York and redefining bender with me.
It's like we come as a package. Your slogan should be "be in my family, sleep with my roommate."
My slogan can be "bonding the family together. One dick at a time."
Okay throwing up in my mouth a little = time to go home
It's been a year of occasional hook ups....this was bound to happen sometime even with your jank ovary schedule.
we played a my little pint drinking game. It was awesome.
Well on a lighter note, I had sex in a food truck.
She tried to beat him up using a half gallon of Bacardi, instead she got tangled in Kayla's hanging bra and broke a lamp. She can party with us anytime.
I'm pretty stoned, and for a second I forgot that I'm not actually Barbie and I was getting excited about all the fun we were going to have on my jet.
Best line overheard at the bar: "This is the last time I'm shaving my ass for him...I mean we just broke up".
Dougie got over his pride nerves. Found him dancing on a float wearing nothing but rainbow boxers.
He legit watched "Cops" the entire time he was fingering me.
we had a "who's sex playlist is better?" fight.....
Would you laugh at me if I told you I think I burned my nipples?
We woke up today with 24 donuts, a tie, two jugs of vodka that we traded an extra sandwich for, and a british boy
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