Let's just say there is a bloody hand print above my bed and it's not mine. Literally.
I don't think I can get bothered with getting laid tonight
how do you wash the taste of whore out of your mouth?
He came and then made the Jim Halpert face. does that say disappointment or what
Tonight's Real World episode reinforced the well-known fact that men of any caliber can hook up with girls named "Crystal"
i don't even remember going to get food. i think i got gas too.
We've only been here for 15 hours and our names are already on 2 separate police reports. We've also been given our "final warning" by the cops and hotel management.
So you'd go straight for a fat chick with cheese on her tits?
Yes.
You cannot tell me you don't have a problem while crying pantsless on a stranger's sofa bed.
So you're mad that I let you go home with the guy with soft hands but yet you can't understand that I was just trying to help you
I'm kinda glad you won't be in Vegas tomorrow because you'd make us go streaking or throw dead animals at them.
We're listening to drake in the middle of the woods and smoking two joints at once...my life is complete.
Turns out he's just a recently divorced IT guy. Not a wizard.
Its like my group of friends and I are all dating and we're all just a bunch of Swingers, is that normal?
still drunk on my way to class to give my presentation on the negative affects of alcohol on the body. hell yes.
Randomize
