I've had that scene from "Parenthood" where Rick Moranis' character is singing "Close To You" to his wife in classroom, stuck in my head all morning.
I guess my mind is just wondering whatever happened to Rick Mornais.
we didnt fuck last night. again. seriously, his place is like where dreams go to die.
Well, I guess that settles the question of how thick the walls are in my building.
he changed my name in his contacts to "rick", so his mom wouldn't know he was texting me
after last night i think it would be a good idea if i wrote a will... you know, just in case.
I intend to get homeless drunk
I asked you if you were ok and you said "dude I'm fine, I'm in the recovery position"
We were both halfway out the window trying to give each other high fives over the roof while the dude was going 150.
I've slowly been stuffing french fries down his pants. I'm at 31 and he hasn't even noticed.
I really wanna know when trying to grow up turned into try not to throw up.
I'm gonna go to bars and pick up women hopped up on democracy.
Would you be so kind as to inform your husband that my truck is forever cursed by mashed potatoes and it's his fault.
It's my birthday. I should be drinking mimosas in a top hat, not working.
Met a beautiful Irishman two nights in a row. I may never come back.
dude I fucking saw you snort tequila
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