so then you were screaming "GIVE ME KELVINS!" and heating things up in the microwave and no one knew what you wanted
i have a dinosaur tramp stamp
She sang Bad Romance to me. Not really the answer I was looking for.
It's my fault there's ramen coiled around his penis.
I'm ultimately at thr Shariton to drink and ppssibly puke on fancy shit. Thats my story and Im sticking to it.
perfect. if all else fails remind him how anxious he is. talk real fast and induce a panic attack that only I can remedy with xanax.
Your lack of dedication to alcohol is forcing me to drink with my ex husband. U suck
They just showed up to the party with a shopping cart full stolen of naty ice cans, no boxes, just cans. Shit just got real !
hey now, it was 6 bucks for 5 shots. you would have lost your panties too.
I need to quit being a slut. It's to the point that I got my period today and automatically I Believe I Can Fly popped into my head.
Steve brought 6 joints and 2 bottles of makers mark, Josh shat himself in the pool, and Amy blew me. Hope that extra 3 dollars an hour for working overnights is still worth it.
I asked him to explain what he meant by "hooking up" in paragraph form
That was the second worst thing to happen to my asshole.
Two words: blizzard sex
I still can't believe I was army crawling thru his backyard at 2am..
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