I am good. I dancing. Drinking but dancing fine.
i kinda do this "flirt with girls and pretend to be a hot white guy named chris" thing
yeah, but i heard shes schizophrenic
i wouldn't even care dude, i'd fuck her and all 7 of her personalities.
we were having sex and the sweat made her make up run... seriously laid there and watched her face just melt into ugly.
I miss the good ol' days when we would yell at strangers from your balcony while wearing our mexican ponchos in the middle of the day.
what ever happened to our old dealer?
I'm like the Mother Theresa of booty calls.
I saved him as teletubby in my phone....that can't be a good sign. I'm not answering.
He calls it "his noble steed" and i plan to ride it.
There are so many Jimmy John's employees here
Where are you?
Jimmy John's.
He's in the hospital yelling at his brother to at least have stuck something "normal" up his ass.
Again?
Hey my results were negative. Your chlamydia train stops here. Happy hunting!
For sure. Gotta go. Building an igloo.
Does this mean I don't have to apologize for launching about 20 bead necklaces at you from the balcony?
She told me to pick her up in the corner of shame and self-disgust.
I feel like we have a good system here turning our sketchy decisions into great stories.
Randomize
