you did pass out in the elevator last night, so it could be motion sickness
I bought a bottle of 100 proof for the storm. I am going to drink until I pass out. I'm taking bets. 1:30 pm is the over/under.
i'm sorry for cheering you on when you were making out with him. i was just celebrating the fact he was decent looking for once
sarah just described his penis as "like bong-girth." I'm gunna go for it.
There is a literally infinite number of spliffs going around this table.
Delicious
I feel like I'm at a sushi bar with a spliff belt.
I'm smoking a bowl and pondering why we haven't discovered teleportation again.
It got messy; I did a shot of seamonkeys.
You insisted on going outside so you could "breathe real air".
Relationships are fuckin' work. And you can't just up and leave with no questions when you really just need to get home because you're about to shit your pants.
You're so wise.
I just came so hard I growled. Definitely found my gspot.
Idk what was more embarassing, seeing her face when I finished, or seeing her roomates faces thru the door..
It's ok, I did squats with my bottle of wine before I opened it. That counts as the gym since I won't be getting there haha
You start to question your party girl tendencies when you're wearing the same shirt you wore the night before to work and you're trying to get last nights Jell-O shot off the sleeve on your way to work
It's almost sad. It's like the Harambe of vagina stories really.
I could have sworn that I went home last night... but judging from the couch I just woke up on, apparently not.
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