I seriously wish I was FB friends with her
normal stoners make pot brownies. gay stoners make pot chocolate covered cherries on a cinnamon graham cracker crust which by the way are very effective.
at home by myself drinkin the left over champagne from my party... who says my birthday has to end?
All he was doing was sitting in the car, staring. We asked him what was wrong and he just turned, smiled, and said "everything has its own pair of boots"
Referring to yourself in third person during sex is apparently an instant turn off
She brought a box of chocolates to give the bartender and now he's giving her free shots.. Why didn't we think of that?
I just keep sniffing it hoping for an explanation.
the potatoes in the margarita machine wasn't the breaking point. its when he turned on the stove and put a bunch of bottle rockets on it that i knew the night had prematurely failed
I took a few sips of my hugeee bottle of liquid Vicodin and smoked my one hitter and now I'm going thru my attic like Indiana Jones
All I remember is a very aggressive two-stepper who inadvertently made me give myself a black eye with my own beer
Talking to her is like watching "Bad Life Choices: The Movie"
Pretty sure that propositioning you to fly across the country for sex fest '13 isn't something my husband would approve of.
A cop may or may not have seen my bare ass against the moonlight within the past hour
Christ, I'm so hungover I pretty positive I sent Luna to school with salsa instead of jelly on her sandwich.
I just landed at Logan and some guy threw up in the baggage carousel. Boston never really changes
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