I just came to the conclusion that the most depressing part of my day is when I have to put clothes on.
I'll name the documentary, "The Adventures of Megan's Vagina"
I don't know where my bra went.
Welll you ran into the street, took it off and yelled "I'm a free woman!". And then you threw it at some homeless guy.
How do you say "I'm not pregnant in Spanish?"
Then he said something about how from that angle I looked just like his mom.
My password hint says "not sunset, also facebook." i need to stop doing computer things while high. I will never figure this clue out.
If we laid all the dicks that's have been inside of us end to end it would be as tall as 4 story building. 40 feet of dicks.
You just jumped of the couch and yelled "hidden tiger crouching dragon!" That's the answer to how you broke your finger.
its like a catch 22, sucks that you've stopped, but its like a vagina high five
I was weirded out when the chunky goth girl and her boyfriend both started eyeing me and wanted to by me a drink.
we had a full conversation and he only brought up drugs twice. overall I'd call it a success
apparently i came home last night raving about goats and singing songs from muppet treasure island
You threw a beachball full of vodka at me and yelled I CHOOSE YOU then ran
Yeah everywhere i go i feel like a 3rd or 5th or (2n+1)th wheel. That's right, i'm a mathematically depressed drunk.
I woke up to the sound of her peeing at the end of the bed at 4am.
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