we're blogging at a bar
Whoa Z and x make the same sound
At what point in time did you decide the pot head with Taco Bell was more important than all your friends.
At about the same time you guys weren't burritos.
Apparently telling a group of crying girls that it looks like they need a visit from Dr. Phil isn't the best pickup line.
its 9am and we're in an escalade. I have no shoes and my dress is on backwards. I feel like we're the morning after a rap video
The good news is the bleeding stopped. I think I'm going to sober up before I tell you the bad news though.
today's workout consisted of me putting my fake in my sports bra and running to the liquor store.
We attempted to microwave fifteen corndogs in the microwave and may have ruined it. Also there were fake mustaches on all of his appliances...he said he doesn't like drunk me.
Chilling. The soap was talking at one point if I rememeber right...
Yeah its great. Whenever we want a new bowl we hand it to Trevor and he clears it in one hit. Definitely one of the benefits to having a swimmer in your circle.
2012 needs to end already. I've exceeded my quota for People Who Have Accidentally Seen My Tits.
I'm the man of the house if we're referring to livers.
I made one of my coworkers cheers to me not being pregnant. I've never talked to him before tonight. Keeping it classy.
Goddamn right, I may not survive the apocalypse, but my eyebrows fucking will.
Pussy, Peanut Butter Cookies,and Bubble Wrap
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