we went to a bar last night, drank beer in plastic cups. I took pics w/a random kid i pulled into a photobooth & i have easy mac in my purse. I belong here.
Just mADE A PArabola og urine
I told him I'm not paying rent anymore because he's seen my boobs.
it was literally the size of a crayloa marker. i didnt know what to do with it so i just sat there
I returned her cell phone that I found in the bathroom, I felt the stretcher and the ambulance was enough of a learning experience.
There's a lady here with a big bag of dildos. I'm not sure that's appropriate bar baggage but, I like her style
I want to break his glasses with my pelvis.
I'm going to go out on a limb and say last night was a success, also the neighbors are counting down the days until we move out.
I can feel my liver begging me to stop.
I may or may not be setting up an encounter with a foot fetishist just because I'm curious.
You kept ranting how Captain Planet is getting shortchanged in the superhero department. Other than that you kept it together
As for the other mouse...I don't have any mouse traps so I put a Jell-O shot on the ground. Party hard little dude.
dude new orleans is fucking wild these two guys just performed dueling banjos except they were actually fighting with the banjos
Casey, if you want the continuing love of our mother, you're gonna need to stop drunk texting her from PCB.
I just found a contact in my phone named "Nick from The Party". Who's nick?
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