its official now. im not pissing on secret service cars with a senators inside anymore.
I'm going to have to call in sick tomorrow. After this weekend, there's no way I can handle hearing the accountants talk about double entry without puking.
The only piece of furniture in the apartment is a wine rack.
Don't tell me wow. Tell me this is normal for college and in no way am I a whore.
It's like playing clue with my own life. I have to piece together what I did, where I was, how I did it, and who I did it to
I don't remember anything but yelling at the ref in Spanish.
Oh and probably wearing a life jacket instead of clothes didn't help things either
Between the hair pulling and the choking its its more like combat than sex
Sorry I have an "Operation Iraqi Freedom" fantasy
I was barred out and drunk as fuck locked out at 3am in my Indian costume. It was literally freezing outside. I laid down on the concrete and made a bonfire with dry leaves. Then proceeded to ask.the.bonfire nicely to "please dont go out". Drunk me went strait up survival mode.
This is kind of a weird question but were you the other girl Ben asked to do a group sex thing with?
We just left the shoe. An app card to Fridays. $25 to santoras and a note that said sorry we were drunk on the front doorstep of the strip club
I love 3rd shift and working at a hotel I just had a late night booty call while I was getting paid..could life get any better??
Lexi was drunk enough at 2pm to say "fuck tom brady and fuck you too" to literally every person at the store in Pats attire.
another side note: i'm officially selling my underwear on the internet
I wasnt 2 drunk i sobered up around the time we were shooting the fire extinguishers
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