you told him you liked to chip your nail polish to look like different countries. im gonna guess that no, you didn't sleep with him.
literally every day that goes by where he doesn't talk to me makes me more determined to get him to have sex with me
What happened at the top of the stairs is never to be spoken of again.
I'm really proud of her, she waited until she was on tiled floor to start puking on the ground
something had to give and with her weight the coffee table never stood a chance
Same here... Well I was planning on having some sort of deep conversation, but looking at how grim of an outlook tomorrow has on you, I'll just re-inform you that I have your pants.
They were greeting people getting off the 48 with green beers and cheers. The one day I decide not to take the bus home...
These old men are woofing at me..PLEASE HURRY
the bartender cut you off himself after you started walking on tops of tables and hugging random people
See, it wasn't that I broke my nose having sex. Its that I forgot about the bedposts...
hotdog in my bra and i still managed to score. Got a bit freaked when he tried to eat it though. I paid 3 bucks for that fucking hotdog.
His penis has been a bonding mechanism beyond comparison.
I think a van full of parolees just blew me kisses. Thoughts?
I went to the bathroom, came back, and my friend was sleeping leaning up against the stripper pole.
Why were my jeans in the freezer of the mini fridge, and how long have they been in there? On another note, I found my teacher's ID badge.
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