I never thought that I'd ever use the phrase "and the resulting ice cream explosion" seriously at work...
How do you get eyebrow wax out of your butthole region?
The fact that you aren't ashamed to ask that is the reason I will give you the answer. Under the sink there is a bottle of wax remover. Throw my waxing kit away as well.
Either he masturbated at the end of the bed or she gave him a bj. Either way my bed was shaking and I was uninvolved.
Your lack of a response has proven you've clearly forgotten how crazy I am.
Just took the worst coed shower ever. We both cried. AND I only shaved one leg.
Brilliant thought; pill pong.
What could go wrong?
I don't know. Something about answering "what did you do on Sunday?" Seems odd when the reply is, painted, went to the grocery store, put a restraint device on my bed.
No one likes a giant penis on their phone screen. I mean cmon. I'm a lady.
Those drunk pictures you took of me? My mom is showing those to my grandparents.
I rather not break my neck. It's hard to look sexy with a neck cast.
The last thing I remember is him yelling from across the room "WE FINISHED THE HANDLE!"
It was 11pm.
So we hooked up and then instead of texting me, he endorsed me on LinkedIn for Microsoft Word a few days later
I think you're overestimating how drunk I was
You said your pillow felt like the ocean...
Drunk within and hour of coming home from work, merry christmas bitch
So...I know we have a conversation later this week. But one of the key things I want to know is if I can specify having my body mummified and buried in Egypt (or at least nearby the Luxor in Vegas). How much money do you think that would cost? Do I need to increase my life insurance policy?
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