Marg and I just meaowed the nat anthem. I was tenor.
'm tripping baaaaaaaaaaaaaaas
I had a dream last night that I was the one that killed Biggie
lesson #67 learned in college: a three day old margarita, is still a margarita.
he was sobbing,drinking his beer, all while confessing his love for her. awkward was an understatement...
if you count grabbing my crotch as an introduction then yeah i got a couple of those tonight
While I was banging her, her cell rang. She checked to see who it was, answered it, and moaned, "I'm dumping you."
She slept with 4 other guys since we went on a break. And her ex. But apparently she hasn't given any bjs out of respect for me. Why does that comfort me?!
a cabby told me that vodka is the coors light of liquor, and then gave me his number
Is adulthood just morning sex and then walking through the grocery store 20 min later looking for something to take to work for lunch?
...and then running into your dad at said grocery store...
You were so drunk last night you left the bar to go buy a razor so you could go home with him
When i sexted him a pic of my boobs I was worried he was going to notice the dorito crumbs and know I was just eating topless
A little sexual choking never killed anyone. And if it did, they died happy.
So maybe I got drunk and hooked up with him in a hot tub? I mean that's nothing to be ashamed of, that kind of takes talent. I'd drown.
I completely forgot about the posting of partying pics shortly after adding my gma my dad was like grandma says your all over fb but she doesn't know how to use it. Of course I'm all over her fb. She's got 6 friends I am her newsfeed
too bad burritos don't cuddle back
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