I think we should urban dictionary "drive of shame." It involves a sprint to your car in his underwear and shirt, surreptitiously trying to put on your bra on at stoplights without attracting attention from neighboring cars, and lurking in your car a block from home so you can know when your roommate leaves for work.
BLOW JOB GIRL IS IN WALMART
Some people actually refer to her as Kaitlyn you know.
Its like we are women, and boise state is a gangster rap song. This game is degrading
This is my last and worst hangover of the decade...I almost cherrish it
Pregnancy scare over. Let the cockfest begin.
Is that you who's passed out on my treadmill?
They sext over her pic comments. Role playing as wolves.
I've been alternating between telling people I was mauled by a bear or hit by a car to explain the massive unexplainable bruise on my leg. Slightly more worried now that the car idea is believable.
I HAVE stop dating guys for their prescriptions, you have no idea how awkward family dinner was. Thank god for his xanax.
How do you not remember seeing the kid from our chem lab table and repeatedly yelling "lab partners for life!" at him?
I take back all the times I've said life was unfair. I'm about to have two trained bartenders for a girlfriend and roommate
got into a verbal altercation with Luke Harangoty last night over a table. Called him a cross-eyed fuck and got the table.
Young lesbians are the worst. And also what got me through high school, sooooo
how is it I left wearing underwear then ended up with none? and why is it they are on you?
She called and said she was waiting for me naked. I got there and she was in ratty sweats, sitting in Nick's lap, with divorce papers. Needless to say my night was shitty.
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