Let's bang like we're on a Lifetime Channel movie.
You dropped me off at the wrong girl's house.
There's no such thing as a "wrong girl" make it happen.
alright see you in the morning.
theres a kid face down in the middle of campus... people are going about their day and paying no attention to him
I brought up my Bobbly Flay drinking game in the interview. Of course I got the job.
So, your mugshot picture is behind the counter at B-Dubs, with the caption: "not allowed on premesis."
I only want to make out with him. Unless I get hungry. In that case I will take him home and screw him as a distraction from eating.
Aparently i was the only guy at her parents bbq throwing up in the pool so Im the asshole right...
After arriving 30 minutes late, he slowly walked to his desk and halfway there he just falls over like a tree and passes out. I now have some sort of proof as to how awesome that night was.
If I get to the point of singing Man of Constant Sorrow then please god let me do it, record it, then cut me off.
I got a text saying, "It's so great to throw tomatoes at seagulls."
Mind if I sleep with your cousin? If I can... thanks. If no, sorry its gonna happen.
i'm not so sure everythign we did last night was legal...
How is it that I can make it to my 8am Friday morning still drunk after passing out the night before...but not to my 9am on Tuesday that I went to bed early for? Irony or karma?
I really wanna treat my body good. Because i plan on doing drugs
Im sitting on the floor of the hotel room eating nachos and drinking coffee. People should learn to embrace their hangovers
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