Well, let's be honest here. You're dealing with gay guys... EVERYTHING has an emotional attachment.
do you think theyll let us bring mariachis to the strip club?
So hungover. They actually hid easter eggs around me.
the parade is in 5 days. put your big boy pants on and come to beer training. time to build your tolerance. i can't have you passing out in a bush with a cape on again this year.
Its not like i paid for sex. She was stuck there, we simply exchanged rides.
My liver and I thought we knew what we signed up for. We were wrong.
I take it that, because we are not guzzling a box of franzia, everything went alright?
I sat on the toilet and peed through my jeans, then I pissed the bed and blamed him...do you think well have a 2nd date?
Because you stood over the Ice luge screaming STONE COLD and poured beer on everyone
what's the proper way to say, "I'm sorry for puking on you and your bed mid hook up then going downstairs and fucking your roommate because you locked me out of your room completely naked...?"
Fun thought: I realized the thing I miss most about him is dixie kong's double trouble on his super Nintendo. It's possible that I don't have a soul.
I'm not finished with being a sloppy white girl alcoholic. I didn't postpone having a husband and kids for sober weekends.
The problem is that you are trying to hold on to some dignity. Let it go. I hope your rash gets better.
And I got shut down by a ginger. It was a weird night
I'll tell you all about it in person but let's just say the big dick fairy must really like me right now
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