i hope S**** or M***** or someone took note of the fact that i was drinking popov like water and could no longer form sentences. i mean, dont get me wrong i had been thinking about boning R*** long before my sobriety left the picture but the number of reasons not to, outweighed the temptation and without sir robert burnett as R***'s wingman, it would have never happened
They have beer in plastic boots. How am I supposed to resist that?
my co-worker, his best friend who also works with us, an my baby daddy, ive turned love triangle into a retarded shape with to many sides to pronounce
Telling me that I would make a great "occasional fuck" was not appreciated.
diet's not working. come over. i need someone to fuck the hungry out of me.
Okay I can't even be mad, I'm in mid-plot to hook up with Michael Phelp's third cousin.
Apparently she has a 10 week old kid, which would explain the hallway effect I was feeling.
Your first mistake was not throwing your beer at the RA and running
Of course I understand. Thou shalt never turn down a free meal or drink. It's one of the commandments of being a girl.
I swear to God, if you have sex in my bed one more time you're gonna start paying rent
I can see your house from here
Get off of his fucking roof
I'm tired, but I'm gonna go with "I watched the debate last night and part of my soul died"
No no no, work drunk and day drunk are totally different. I got drunk with a client and made a huge sale at 1pm. You are still in your PJs and jacking off.
Everytime after he came, he'd laugh uncontrolably for ten mintutes. He was sober..
um care to explain the stolen chinchila under greg's bed..i'd be fine with it if it wasnt chewing up the stash
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