party is dying down. we just wrote whore in the yard with gas. Photos to come.
I cant believe we actually had a nipple party!
so this rather large man keeps buying us drinks.......then he licked my face....i dont really care though because the drinks are good. Is this bad?
If I see one more duchette wearing Ed Hardy, but not actually having a real tattoo. I swear Im gonna shank a bitch.
I think my favourite thing about cubicles is the fact that I can pick my nose at work
this morning i woke up with my panties on and i knew where i was. success.
Boys can't fool me. I know "want to come up and meet my dogs?" is just a nondirect way of saying "come up and meet my penis".
Realized I'm still to drunk to comprehend work emails. Marked them all as unread. Here's to responsible hang overs.
this blows. i told the guy at the bar that i was the DD and it was like i just announced over megaphone that i had genital herpes. no one will talk to me now.
Her inability to understand the word "moderation" is the achille's heel of an otherwise perfect human
Can I get a "hallelujah" for railing my pastors daughter last night?
Of course I understand. Thou shalt never turn down a free meal or drink. It's one of the commandments of being a girl.
I just had to kick out lesbian wedding crashers. They literally wanted to punch me. I threatened to call the cops so they went outside and smoked a joint.
They're magnificent. It's like god made her last but hadn't fulfilled his boob quota.
we were running around the halls trying to bloodhound search out the source of the weed smell, but we ran into six other people doing the same thing, and they all said they assumed it was us.
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