Ps there is totally a drug addled prostitute in olympic pizza asking for change for a 100 bill
I woke up with a picture of my dick as my background. still wondering if it was a good night or not.
dude, she masturbates with a ken doll.
its no coincidence her full name and "cling" are the same in t9
just got high and bedazzled my bra. other than bleeding from the prongs life is so good.
Woke up next to a half eaten California burrito. It was tucked in.
He kept moaning America instead of Erica while fucking me.
he made a bald eagle out of coke lines
I'm just saying, asking "Are you happy with me?" during a handjob is simply unfair and scientifically inadmissiable.
I feel like I just need to fuck him after all his effort. like a "hey man good try" like those kids who get last place and still get a trophy.
Like what? And no, shrooms cannot be party favors.
I'm going to make a stack of pancakes and fuck it. Right now.
My favorite bra is missing and I smell like beer and bad decisions. This is definitely a sign that hoe mode is activated.
i may have just googled 'is philly rioting right now'
I left you a really long drunk voicemail and I remember something about a bat
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