East Village: Only place you can play pac man while eating a pineapple hotdog, go to the bar next door and see a graphic blowjob on every tv
to do: lose virginity to hamster dance
im the poster child for why you shouldnt play beer pong with wine.
and then you yelled "out of the way, i'm a lifeguard!" and everyone let us through
I honestly don't know what my boundaries are, but shitting on me is crossing them.
I told him "thank you for wearing a turtleneck yesterday, I no longer have a strong erg to have sex with you. " He is no longer speaking to me.
You can cross "give someone a blow job while playing Colors of the Wind" off my bucket list.
Apparently I got mad at you for "Not drinking with me till we thought we were seahorses" and smashed my face on your door. Then I put my feet in the oven and started crying because I was drinking alcohol from a pot. My life is spinning out of control.
I fill condoms, not promises.
I only drink at bars with bathrooms big enough to have sex in.
I pack a first-aid kit when I DD for you. What does that tell you about your partying? For what I see and do, paying my food and gas for the night is a goddamn BARGAIN.
Let's just say when I woke up I was still drunk. My hangover hit me around noon so I chilled w my dad and took a bath and shower at the same time. You just can't do that at college
hurry up. it's a friday night and i'm drinking in my office by myself. wearing a stewie griffin costume. the cleaning lady is judging me.
I had to ask my mom to look for my kegle ball...
i'm not too sure if he's up to my expectations looks-wise, but in the penis department he exceeds ALL regulations.
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