White coat. Heels.
Whatever it was. it was pregnant.
I drank 13 shots. Which is unlucky. Which is why i threw up.
you threw up because you drank 13 SHOTS
You kept saying thank you to the automatic toilet as it flushed your puke.
He just kept petting my ear and informing me that I wasn't one of the guys
One of two things would happen: He'd love it, or you'd get a restraining order.
Apparently 'check out this motherfucker' is not an appropriate greeting to use in the vicinity of sitting united states senators. Who knew
I woke up to him yelling "WHO SLEEPS WITH A BEER IN THEIR HAND?!?" this of course, startled me awake and made me spill the aforementioned beer. So I guess the a answer is- not this girl, not anymore. Asshole
Second time this week margarita night turned homoerotic
The real reason I can't work: it's Tuesday. I get stoned and watch Buck Rodgers on Tuesday.
I KNEW IT. I HAD A FEELING. THIS IS GODS CURSE. BREAK UP WITH A SEX GOD. GET ONE OF HIS PEASANTS.
They left around 10:00 this morning. I've been naked since 10:01.
So, I gotta figure when the nurses at the emergency room noticed my new hair cut it means I'm there too often, right?
Yeah. I hurt his pride. But he's not over it. And by it I mean me.
God gave you your own nipples for a reason.
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