Confirm your location. A cross street is best, but if google mapping yourself is your least-shameful option go for it. ps- going through his mail for an actual address is always an option.
At some point I made a semi-conscious decision that i was okay with sleeping in my own vomit.
I just wiped my face with a slice of bread. Lowest point of the night.
I've never seen so many strippers at a funeral...
Half my make-up was stuck to his thigh where I'd fallen asleep after the blowjob.
Its like "fucckkkkk yooouuuuuu" is echoing up my esophagus
tequila?
yep
Defrosting my uncrustable with my laptop...Hungover dinner
Dude I puked in a snow bank and then fell face first into it
look when god gives you a dick that good for his son's birthday you don't question it
Then James put his arms through the window and grabbed him, like he was Robocop. A nerdy, portly Robocop.
Who is this?
He just brought a live lobster to the party.
It was rocky mountain showdown of course we got shitfaced and talked about eating buffaloes
Keep two things coming: nudes and puppy pictures
she passed out standing next to the car. her head hit the door so hard the alarm went off. she instantly snapped out of it and started sprinting away
He said it was the classiest hand job he ever had because my nails were painted red. We need to go to nicer bars from now on.
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