Sorry if I ruined your sex last night with my constant text updates about the plot of Bolt.
They let you pick the name that they announce for you at graduation. The professional world needs to prepare itself for papa smurf mcdonald.
relax...and go to your happy place, which probably has a lot of dicks
..and it was like all of a sudden I could hear the sounds my brain was making
Ladies, we have an appointment at David's Bridal aurora this coming Sunday at 3pm. And an appointment at where ever tequila is served at noon.
Ladystoner tip: if eyes are bloodshot, lime green eyeliner makes them appear less red. its basic artt.
Ye. Looking like it's about to be one of those mythical responsible weekends
I was doing drugs in the men's room so my employee went in to the woman's for the same reason but left proof and got caught. Had to fire him cuz I bogarted his dope spot. Awesome.
the cops accepted 42 wallaby way Sydney. and the cops, and cab driver accepted the new address. please tell the win i am experiencing
Took "drink until he's cute" to a whole new level last night...
I mean I want to go somewhere. I just don't want to put on pants or behave.
Instead of asking him how many women he's slept with I just got straight to the point and asked how many Plan B pills he's purchased
Blacked in cold and wet, with them areound me singing Aaaaall we are saaaaayiiiing is YOU PEED YOUR PANTS
How did I get the fat lip, while puking I may or may not have sneezed... Wacking my face into the toilet bowl...
he said he's going to burn things and pack his stuff. he may leave tomorrow supposedly but i doubt it
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