just tell him i said nine months
And i quote: "where's y'alls from comin' in with them accents?" - from a mississipi mcdonalds
i feel as if last night was a right of passage. to officially be an adult you must have a drunken one night stand with a co-worker and go to work the next day still drunk wearing yesterday's clothes...
my history teacher totally just suggested that we record his lectures and play drinking games with them later so that we pay attention to the material.
vegan vag taste different. and not a good different
we weren't quite sure what was on that mirror, so we snorted it and hoped for the best
I'm really sorry we tried to have sex on top of you last night.
As a heterosexual male nursing student, the odds are ever in my favor. My first semester has basically been The Horny Games. I've killed almost all of the competitors at this point.
It's always nice when a total stranger hates your ex just as much as you think they should.
We are all yelling at the cat at our apt in nothing but our underwear. How do you think it's going.
Something about finishing sexting a guy and him going "well. I have to get ready for Passover now" really makes me rethink my life choices
I remember yelling at him telling him that the strippers were "nice people."
you were acting out moves from the wwe, in a dress. then you sceamed "you can't see me" and ran out of the apt.
I have 2 bottles of wine, a sharpie, and a panda mask and don't have to wake up early. Can u do the math on this?
It wasn't until after we began having sex again the next morning I realized I didn't know his name.
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