He's on drugs...like drugs for horses.
Nothing ended up happening last night because he couldn't get my overalls or fanny pack off. I woke up this morning with one strap over my overall shorts on, my fanny pack wrapped around my chest, and the baby doll still tied to my hand. Ugh white trash parties!
i woke up with a grocery list signed by "the people who ate all your shit while you were passed out"
This guy needs to come out; I can feel him sucking my dick from across the room.
If you see my mugshot on the news tomorrow, its not what you think
Nahh. Maybe not even a handful. It's more like a heaping teaspoon worth of dick.
Periouds do not concern me. Biploogival needs are buological needs.
Responsibility: Hiding your beer when your DWI clients who are out on bond come to talk to you at bars.
At one point last night I over heard you say " I'm gonna puke in a bag and pour it down your throat" I LOVE YOU.
Who knows? Maybe we can sing afternoon delight into each other's genitals.
Do you remember trying to make pizzas with the domino workers last night...while trying to speak their language with them.. spanish?
I'm still me, I just happen to have things in my porn library that you may not have expected
Only you would come out as bi like that
So I woke up alone in the hotel room clutching a bible to my chest. Explain, please.
I'm pretty sure the guy on the dance floor with crutches just smacked me in the butt with one. Do you think he's flirting?
I think I'm actually too depressed to do drugs, wow.
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