I'm still reeling over the fact that you beat us all at Risk while you were flat on your ass drunk and falling asleep on South America.
consequently i now know what mace tastes like
you handled that situation with as much grace as someone puking involuntarily could
I found an HIV test/information brochure on the kitchen table and what i can only assume to be an "I'm sorry you might have AIDS" gift bag, complete with a candle and popcorn, and I haven't seen you in 36 hours. You good?
I really just want to stuff him in my purse, take him home, feed him pudding or applesauce and brush his hair. That's not creepy, right?
I'm so eating pot-chocolate cookies while preggers. This kid will be so amazing.
I am stoned and listening to the Olympics music I downloaded on Saturday. Best 6 dollars I have ever spent.
I wish we knew morse code and could knock to each other through the wall
Imagine getting smashed in the dick by a basketball. A basketball made of metal. With spikes. That's pretty much what his dick looked like.
We were watching sports center while I blew him so we could see the football highlights. I missed fall
He must've been a bear in a previous life. My nipple is bleeding. Shit's sensitive.
i don't think i have enough personality to make it through this date sober.
Can't beat it when the local bar sends you off with a loaf of bread on the way out the door.
I haven't answered because I haven't figured out a polite way of saying fuck no
Pillow talk was a high five, this morning she made dinosaur muffins for the house. I love chapel hill
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