im never drinking mad dog again and i have your belt.
Just saw truck nuts on a handicap conversion van
I think I saw a glimmer of recognition, but she must not have been able to make me out through all of her whorishness.
i have no concept of time, i feel my nose, and im seeing everything in bitty hexagons.
You couldve had sex with 2 drunk chicks on an alligator slide.
she stopped mid-blowjob to explain how to acheive the haircut shown in the movie
Gin and redbull in a wine glass. They think I'm keeping my wits with a really yellow Chardonnay. Gonna get ugly after a couple.
It's end St Patricks day. I'm gonna need a leash. And a bib. And a rain check on anything considered dignifying.
I think he is probably a psycho that will eventually murder me but i mean the sex last time was AWESOME.
No more going to class sober.. Tried it for a day or two, its just not for me
well a fat roach just fell out of my hair. so there's that
I knew he was a classy dude because when I told him my name was Jen he said "Gin? Like Gin & Juice?"
If you binge watch Bill Nye Saves the World without me you can consider yourself single
I've amended my previous statement: I'm not allowed to put in my two weeks till I ask out the waitress. Now I have motivation on two levels
my grocery cart consisted of hershey bars, sour patch kids, starbursts, mayo, 4 frozen pizzas, 4 lunchables, and chips. clearly, i can't do this on my own.
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