I wouldn't necessarily call it an addiction, more of a passion. I'm habitually passionate.
I'm in the dining hall. that same guy is here again, the one who sits alone and talks to his silverware.
id like to point out that while i was just peeing a condom fell out of my vag.
I like how the only thing you spelled correctly is "i'm tequila"
I feel like I just walked the hall of shame thru the marriott. Everyone stared.
I think it was the shoes and limping. Not the sex. I could b wrong.
Hahaahaah I keep finding little notes you left me on my physics notes... "TOO HIGH FOR BIRDS"
There is a bottle of ciroc waiting graciously on my breakfast table. It's almost a sign for me to live up to my Russian blood.
Speaking of fellatio on fictional characters, the Stay Puft Marshmallow Man would be a delicious blowjob.
And that's why we do second round interviews for possible roommates.
I'm considering offering a class on how to find good porn.
Apparently HR frowns upon current employees introducing themselves to the new employee as "Hi I'm sleeping with your cousin"
Had the best sex Thursday night then Friday night I met his girlfriend. The worst thing is we became friends like she gave me her number.
New drinking game idea: Take a shot for every republican you see on facebook bitching about the ruling.
After the day I've had, I can't decide if donuts or fireball would be the appropriate priority.
It's gotten to the point that I'm pretty sure I'm going to need to be legally drunk before I enter the voting booth this year.
Randomize
