So what's the moral of this story? Aside from 'lesbians hold grudges'?
At what point did we agree that playing bocchi ball on the way to the liquor store was a good idea?
I'm way to drunk for this play. I'm about to run up on stage and drop the main character
its not thanksgiving till you and grandpa shotgun beers out in the shed, and lose
i had to wake up at 4 am to do my laundry because I was afraid if I saw people in the laundry room they would judge me by the amount of clothes I had covered in vomit from syllabus week
we just bought Vicodin from the Chinese delivery guy, this day just keeps getting better.
My number one goal in life is to find out who can fill a keg with Popov
I was standing when I hit it. I barely made it to the couch before the walls started turning into people.
He took a picture with a naked dude. I think he just walked out of that deep ginger closet.
I told him he was, quote: "A big cuddly bear" and he needed to get into my bed or I would set his Golden Retriever free.
Just retrieve me from the bathroom floor when you're done
In your drunken glory you promised me, tongue, 12 naked pics, and 1,800 breakfasts.
New BDSM fun fact. When you get spanked hard enough with a flat object, you get welts. Welcome to thunderdome, bitches.
And it was in that moment when I realized that these high schoolers looked up to me and that I should set a good example. So I stole a casserole and left.
How does one un superglue their foot to the floor
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