love how google fills in search terms for you, today for example, i ran a query for "why do girls get t"
and google finished it w/ "ramp stamps."
I felt less weird knowing others had searched this before me.
Why are my keys in the refrigerator?
You said "This is gonna really confuse me tomorrow." Apparently drunk you plays pranks on hungover you.
This explains so much.
It's underwear night and I am literally in the bar wearing nothing but underwear and flip flops.
she both took care of me and took advantage of me. it was BEAUTIFUL.
They just both started mumbling "i cant go home like this" "it's all over my face" "do you have extra pants?"
I just found my coat check number in my underwear.
its not you its me. and by that i mean i am more interested in having random one night stands with random hot girls then having the same normal sex with u.
Not sure how I feel about St Psts and March Madness being on the same weekend. I feel like I've been screwed out of a drunk holiday.
I take it we used my cleavage as a pen holder last night during the graffiti party. Looks like the colours of Crayola exploded all over my chest
You said that we all need to "head out like a boner through sweatpants and get fucked." Jager night was a success.
Btw any and all sexual fantasies or arousal I had about cops is null and void.
I love you but I don't want to see you naked.
Vodka, rum, moonshine, I don't care, just bring like 5gallons.
You have the perkiest tits in all of North America. You're fine.
All I want is a wedding with a dress and a veil and where I can go and my cat can go.