champagne bombs. Yes, i think that is where things may have gotten out of control.
his pokemon pajamas? the fact that he was proud of the stretchmarks on his arms? or finding out he has a daughter that went to high school with us? ...you tell me what was the dealbreaker
Someone changed my text signature to "Also, I think I might be gay" last night. Also, I think I might be gay
Drunk off five beers on a Tuesday. I'm not sure which part of that statement is more sad
Apparently, there is a horrible ghonorrea out break at our school. Woo! What a way for Loyola to welcome us back.
you try finding a go kart track at 4 AM on Thanksgiving
I may have broken a few toes and my face hurts. I do know that I pissed the bed so at least I've got some closure there
I remember pointing out how smooth my legs were to try to direct his attention away from my vagina.
Getting business cards printed for tonight. Would you rather be: 1. Vice President of Argentina 2. Celebrity Dental Assistant or 3. Dial-Up Internet Technician
3. Dial-Up Internet Technician.
Well I consider my vagina a dear friend. She treats me good I treat her good. We work together. Glad we could be of service.
How am I supposed to stop smoking pot when girl scout cookies are being sold.
I am stoned and listening to the Olympics music I downloaded on Saturday. Best 6 dollars I have ever spent.
I made a side by side comparison of her Facebook pic and the chick on the anti meth billboards. Plus a ven diagram showing mostly shared physical attributes. I sent u the PowerPoint. You were sufficiently warned.
Please tell me last night did not happen and there is another reason why my phone smells like ranch sauce ahahah
Seriously though, passing out on the police station floor must have been priceless!
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