just passed a tour group on my way home. the guide actually said: 'and THAT kids is whats known as the walk of shame'
i just found a bag of weed behind my capital one card. i guess that's what's in my wallet.
it was like fucking gandolphs beard
i just uploaded pictures of my nephew, and you & d puking in the same toilet. i think i should keep them in the same album. show my nephew what he has to look forward to.
I used to practice getting hit by cars.
I woke up in the penthouse and did lines off the to of the fireplace. This is not real.
She left scratches down my back from her wedding ring. Her husband seems like a nice guy though, judging by the scratches it had to be at least a carat.
and hes going back to rehab like me, so we have common interests
I don't not like him. It's just wierd talking to him because we both know I fucked his wife.
I woke up naked dangling by my feet from the balcony over his foyer. He's officially my new favorite booty call.
when you wake up try not to move. we are betting to see if more sprinkles stuck to you or the pong table.
Having never done that before, When should one expect the horrible shame to end? Days, months, ever?
A week or so, depending on size. In your case, maybe give it a month.
Turns out puking in your mask makes it even harder to see out of the mask..
I've been really sick the past 4 days. Last night, I actually turned down a bj. I may be dying.
When my card got declined you bought the vibrator without me even asking. This is what friendship is.
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