You remember correctly you did get a golf cart ride out but it wasnt because you were special. You were so smashed you were screaming tiger at random golfers in the middle of there backswing.
She refered to her bed as the "cockpit"....I understand that this morning.
Just make sure my intervention has a theme...
next photo in the 'cherished memories' series- Jess's bed. Note the vomit actually UNDER the pillows. shes a genius.
What if we made a bunch of weed butter and then poured the butter into tiny rectangular molds and then chilled it so it was solid again and then wrapped it with the tin foil wrapping from restaurant butter and then left them at restaurants and wreaked utter havoc.
Would you be mad if I just used the argument "I'm allowed to say that, my best friend is a lesbian"?
Never. I'm proud to help you win arguments.
You might call them booze related cuts, I call it "partying so hard you sweat blood"
Everyone was in the walk-in getting high, and I had to be all cool. Serving soup and salads. Night manager status doesn't pay enough.
i want to platonically make out with them, platonically. in the back of this minivan
I'll just tell you, some how when we were having sex on Friday my collarbone got fractured.
It's a sexual break up. We maintain a friendship and leave any and all sexual attraction out. It's not hard, having a baby is harder than that.
tbh I think I just dated him for his dogs in the first place.
Until you've snorted cocaine at 6am before your nursing school clinicals birthing babies you're not on my level
What's the blow job-backrub exchange rate these days? I've got some killer stress knots
Why would you ask him if you could lick his chest?
He has a very lickable chest
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