You know it's time to leave Spain when you are back and forth between Skype and a Spanish dictionary trying to figure out out to say "I can still smell you on my skin."
Lady next to me is getting american flags airburshed on her nails. god bless the ghetto.
make sure i look cute passed out on the couch.
she's using the space heater to try to heat up a pop-tart...
Yep. Just threw myself a bachelorette party with my coworkers penis before I re-enter the holy order of monogomous relationships.
Dont tell her I prefer to have an aura of mystique surronding me and my penis.
We were having sex and his high flatmates stood outside his room playing the guitar and singing Somebody to Love by Justin Beiber. Weirdest night ever.
dont iron anything. we fucked on the ironing board. details to follow.
The bong is packed and it's taco Tuesday come over
Well my grandma put the turkey in the oven for 4 hours and didn't have the oven on.
Its a shame I cant put 'bomb ass head game' on my resume.
Who am I kidding? With my track record, I'm going to end up sleeping at the strip club with just nipple tassels on.
I just spent 100$ at a sex shop to make myself feel better. And I signed you up to win 200$ so if you win, it's mine. And yes I'm serious.
I asked you why you bought a sword and you then replied with the greek alphabet and then tried to assure me that samurais are apart of greek life.
home. only unpacked the necessities...contact case and beer.
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