our drinking schedule never changed, we just drank at work.
it was a 10 min screaming orgasm. i don't care that you were next door and didn't appreciate all the noise.
did we decide the 'sorry about the threesome' cake was too flippant?
You were walking around in your swim suit, an open robe, snow boots and a death grip on that handel of captain morgan.
Smuggling a beer bottle full of vodka out of the bar with a tampon as a plug for the top of the bottle wasn't one of my classiest ideas... but your hangover proves it was resourceful and effective. Your welcome.
Yea, I had a chaperone thankfully. I'm in the fetal position attempting to eat captain crunch now.
WHAT DID YOU SAW VERBATIM. VERBATIM IS SOBER FOR WORD FOR WORD
It was the night of "what the fuck have you done with my daughter and where is she" texts from mom...
Look, all I can tell ya is I want to drink wine out of a bottle while you eat me. It would be the most fantastic end to finals week. Maybe ever.
he forgot we were at my place and not his so he tried kicking me out of my own apartment by saying "so, you can go whenever you want...."
Just looked for hours for the remote. Found it in my purse. I need to drink less.
I think one make out session at a bar per year is probably the best choice.
We had sex to Hey Arnold, Rugrats, and All That. I feel like my life has come full circle.
I think I had sex with a seagull last night. The window is open and there a feathers everywhere.
Met a beautiful Irishman two nights in a row. I may never come back.
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