Thank God for loud music. There is a circus in my butt right now.
Just try to make good decisions...remember our convo we had about morals the other day?
Turn them off?
I think she kind of thinks she's better than us now ... please. I go to Michigan.
I walked into the garage and you were telling the bikes that you were not that drunk.
the meat mosque collapsed into the alcohol moat
our conversations pretty much only consist of the phrase 'fuck you'. and the sex is fantastic. we've got a great thing going here.
This is a pre-sorry for hitting on and then sleeping with you're ex
I don't know if it was his cologne or his Jesus hair, but he was much more fuckable than last time I saw him.
Now that I think about it, it may have been the 6 pitchers of beer.
I'm confused are we getting high or did someone actually die?
Were going to have to vacuum the bathtub, great party
Well his dad was his wingman, so I had to fuck him. I didnt want his dad to think that he was doing a bad job and I was drunk enough to think he was doing a good job.
Score one for dad.
He's on the bus now and took off his Amish hat so just his long ginger beard is present. Goodbye, majestic Amish ginger. Go forth and represent your minority well.
Novelty of the week: Getting my lipstick back in an evidence bag
Just fucked my ex's brother. It is clear I dated the wrong one. Is it wrong for me to continue to fuck this one?
The highlight of my week is I found some hetero porn I didn't completely hate. Branching out.
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