Its about making memories worth repressing
i just called corporate taco bell to ask about the life span of a chicken burrito.
i finally found my car by the hideout. it was parked in an employee only parking space with a torn up piece of paper in the back window with the word employee scribbled on it.
I need to talk about my life with someone. Preferably with someone who hasn't tried to jizz on me
her boyfriend dumped her for my exgirlfriend. so filming our hookup is pretty much a definite.
You picked up her frozen vom puddle and threw it like a frisbee.
There's someone howling in the parking lot. Haha.
I spent a good part of the night in a bear hat claiming I'd changed spieces
Yeah, last night in the parking lot was hot. I'm sure whoever has the surveillance tapes thinks so too.
meanwhile at my house I found 2 bud heavys in the back of my book shelf crammed between a Franklin book and goodnight moon
PS there is a naked boy in my bed and I just left for the bar...
can we not compare my dick to a children’s folk tale
roommate singing save a horse ride a cowboy wearing a cowboy hat a bikini and jeans while humping the couch.
i’n just gonna forge ahead, gag reflex be DAMNED.
I threw up soo much that I started crying. Then his grandma randomly came in and started rubbing my back...
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