It is obvious to me now why clam chowder & beer aren't a good combo.
yeah that pretty much nipped itself in the bud when I realized i could see her whiteheads glowing in the blacklight
In debating whether or not it's worth getting out of bed and walking 5 feet down the hallway to go to the bathroom before I puke
He moved away. I mourned his dick all of Sunday. I feel a little better now.
Its name is Richard. And I think he formally introduced us.
It's the first day of summer. It's not a race it's a marathon. Pace yourself
I believe I won the Golden Vodka Bottle of sadness last night for crying while being party boyed.
My mom said she saw you at the bar last night and asked how you were. She said, you replied with, "Oh you know, just knocked up."
Figured I'd get right to the point
of course we have a beer bong
how else would we feed our christmas tree
Felt like shit, jerked off, felt ten times better. Being a guy rules. It's like I got all the demons out in 5 minutes.
I realized after pounding back 151 and head banging into each other to "the drop" of that dub step song, that we weren't meant to have boyfriends at this point in time.
However, you did manage to order seven different drinks while fingering her at the packed bar - it was like watching the pizza men pound the dough in the windows
all I remember the next morning was crawling through the doggy door and finding my underwear in my purse
And on a positive note i found a list that i made in 3rd grade titled "what to do if you want a guy to like you"
His dick smelled like strawberries...it was awesome.
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