sounds like you fell off the wagon.
fuck falling off. at this point, the wagon is a dot on the horizon.
I'm trying to decide if I want to bring home my 'beer champion' trophy or my chem books.
Let me make this really simple. We woke up this morning and fucked three times. When I got up and took a shower she cleaned up the mess from last night and did the dishes. Then we went out and she bought me brunch. I don't give a FUCK how much you don't like her.
You were like pukeahontas last night, you tried to tell us you were okay, then you puked in the garden.
at some point i feel off my bar stool straight into the arms of a gay guy. just my luck.
Note to self glow in the dark nail polish can be quite the mood killer during sex especially when you notice its working for the first time and you stop everything your doing to do spirit fingers
You were running around drunk in a Toga chasing the frat's Husky. Of course they remember you.
This is the third time that ive slept with him. He bought me more milk. I can feel the romance growing.
oh and speaking of men I've slept with. Ryan lost 1/3 of a testicle zip lining
Even dream me is a champ at smoking weed
Day drinking! Today! (tomorrow too!) Our place! Whenever you get off work! Ready go!
I'm trying to poop and took acid, this is going to end horrid or wonderful. Oh the amusement park, not the pooping.
How hard is it to grasp the concept of 'I lost an impromptu saber bout and so I have to make a macaroni map of Soviet Russi, including Kazicstan'!?
after sex he fell asleep with his water bottle in one hand and his dick in the other at 6pm. I'm a winner.
He said he loved me more than Kel loves orange soda
the result of growing up in the '90's
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