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I'm sitting next to this guy at the bar. I wrote him a little song in my head it goes "there is no fucking chance you're getting in my pants" gonna sing it to him after he buys me another drink.
it was like she was tryin to eat my face and i was defending myself with my mouth
We're listening to the crystal method and doing bong hits for jesus
How are you texting me from 1998?
creepy tank top guy is at campus health. he's hitting on a girl recovering from a panic attack.
i woke up and the dog was eating spaghetti off my chest.
As girls, Bert & Ernie are not very bangable costumes. At least not by who we'd want to get banged by.
I was kidding. But I promise you I'd still find us the most eligible bangables, even if we dressed up like a dumpster and a prom night baby.
I really appreciate you zipping up my pants at the bar. You didn't even ruin my Bermuda triangle.
On another note, why did I wake up wrapped in bubble wrap. I can only assume it was for my own safety
It's one of those mornings where you wake up and want to go to church for the first time in ten years. THAT shameful.
I just yelled at a bunch of girl scouts for yelling "cookies" to loudly. That hungover
Mass text to all of my back up boy toys. First one here wins. Mama needs some.
Well I sent him a pic of my vagina and sent back a pic of his puppy....so there's that
I'm having one of my monday morning walk of shame coffees if you care to join.
We have started to decorate penises.
What I do when I'm blackout drunk is none of my business.
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