it was all good till he told me to dance slow and quiet
Tried killing a moth in our bathroom. Water everywhere. Don't worry about it.
So what's the moral of this story? Aside from 'lesbians hold grudges'?
Btw, I'm really high so I apologize if anything I say gets translated into arabic.
been sitting in chapter for 25 minutes. drinking last night's franzia out of a XXX vitamin water 10 bottle. recruitment chair has no idea. life is good.
I was high enough to understand and function with 'flip' while playing brick breaker
Damn. I don't think I could ever be that high.
She just sucked the buffalo sauce out of my beard. I've never been so disgusted and hard in my life.
You did a line of free coke with an obese Slovenian unlicensed cab driver in the toilets of the most questionable strip club in the country. New low man.
When you put it like that, I'm inclined to agree.
Why am I always the sober one?
Cause you're the only one with any sort of self control. It's kinda your super power...
You can't just call animal control when you're drunk because there is a bug in the shower.
S.O.S. he's talking about horses and breast feeding.
Last night you told me you "were too high" and didn't deserve a hashbrown.
This is the third time my roommate and I have drunkenly hooked up. I'm starting to think she's not as straight as she says she is.
I feel like your personal Bdsm barbie...
Plan b and 5 hour enegery breakfast of a champion
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