party is dying down. we just wrote whore in the yard with gas. Photos to come.
no matter how many times i close my eyes and hit ignore on my phone. i must remind myself shit i still have to see her at work
he kept bringing up different times we had sex and i wouldnt say anything back. i would never confirm nor deny the situation...like a politician ya kno
I hate when people I sell to add me on Facebook. I'm your dealer, not your friend, C'mon people.
The only good thing about this is that the pharmacy guy will stop trying to add me on Facebook.
she left with her roommate. or at least i think she did. but i also just thought i ate candy corn but i'm hal convinced it was candle wax.
Hypothetical question. Say I was bleeding profusely, close to your house, and needed a place to go to clean up and perform minor surgery on myself. Like now.
Shit dude that sort of wholesale destruction can't just be done at the drop of a hat
The hot tub didn't work. But it's okay because we discovered just how many people you can fit in a bathtub.
The forecast for tonight is alcohol and low expectations.
You're the only meteorologist I listen to.
Nope I went the fuck home like an adult
I knew things were bad when my gyno recommended meditation.
The exact people you expect to find at a bar at 2pm are here. Come visit. We'd really like the company.
All because of that GODDAMNED MIKE PENCE.
Ugh. All the good hoes are in their third trimester.
Randomize
