I had a disgustingly explicit dream last night involving myself and lil wayne.
Sex on a kitchen table is not as amazing as they make is seem in the movies.
When he was fingering me, it felt/looked like he was digging around for pocket change.
He said he had bite marks on his back... Turns out he had to throw me over his shoulder, and I was really reluctant.
i got shots of sambuca dumped on my head last night. my bag still smells like licorice. making me nauseous.
it is a nice little reminder of the bruins dominance. if Vancouver had won, it would somehow smell of maple syrup.
I don't know how I feel about the stuff we got from that guy. Me and Monty are driving through town listening to static at full blast...
I'm not throwing down for dinner because I plan to have so much tequila I puke it up anyways. How much is a cab home?
I think I just asked the Greek gyro guy on a yoga date.
Today is a wonderful day to be mildly hungover
I realize designer coke was a douchey thing to say but the point of the story is I did bath salts
it's the amount of time you spend on preventing me from puking that really cements this friendship
What did you two do last night and why did Sam send me a picture of your dick?
I would not recommend douching while drunk.
Then you guys just all showered together...?
I'm going to start talking to Bill again, he has friends with boats which means we'll get to go on boats.
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