Did you hit it?
Turns out she was a he. but to answer your question, yes.
So I just opened the bag you gave me and those panties aren't mine...
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i love how cold weather makes identifying sluts easier. is it below freezing? is she wearing a tube top? she's easy.
We left the bar, went to a sex shop, bought penis shotglasses, went back to the bar and insisted that the bartender used them.
Chasing a shot of svedka with a clementine is NOT the same as tequila w lime...
the outcome of this sandwich determines whether or not i do anything else with my day..
May or may not be going home with my jamitor. i'm kiddong, btw, i have no idea. i'll let you know soooon.
Tipped our cab with a photo booth pic of us, a paper dollar, a dollar in quarters, a crest white strip. And a tanning pass valid in boston
therea a video of her dad walking in while i screamed "lets have a fashion show!" and fell off the table
Because you stood over the Ice luge screaming STONE COLD and poured beer on everyone
So I hooked up with a guy with a mustache and woke up on a dragon futon underneath a dragon yin-tang tapestry... My life is spiraling in a weird way.
i hate going to her parties because i always know everyone there which means everyone knows my ex which means i wont get laid
So far I consider it a great summer because I have had to buy Plan B a total of zero times
I am going home. I have pee on my pants. Rachel is driving and I and drunk. It is not Rachels pee. It is my pee.
You know it's a good May 2-4 when it involves 14 straight hours of vodka slush and garlic bread
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