I just want you to know that me val and amanda are drinking on top of a hill lookig at the chicago skyline drinking icehouse and we just peed in public.
no, its his 'welcome back from rehab' party.
update: the house isnt on fire anymore, but he is still pissing on all your stuff.
the house was on fire??
shit I thought I told you.
well, if it gives you any insight into how crazy it was, i am currently wikipediaing "anullment"
tonight is proof that a xbox 360 will always be more reliable than a girl ever will
and a girl gets the red ring of death every month
I wanna fuck padma even more now that she's preggers. Is that sick?
Yes but- 100% agreed
Two portable blenders. We are going to be popular and dangerous.
I blew him while watching the aristocats. There were singing cats in the background. I think he he hummed along at one point.
Also I feel that I would be a hell of a sled dog operator.
I walk in and my mom has a Christian workout program playing. It's like, gospel music with an "electronic" beat to go with it. And then they try to save your soul at the end. I hate being home.
Just ate an entire BBQ chicken pizza this better go to my tits
I'm actually glad the whole thing's over now. It's exhausting to fake a pregnancy.
Imagine not having to fake it.
Yeah, I should never have kids, probably.
I cant promise hot guys but i can promise alcohol which is close enough.
It's magical, I'm just dancing. It's like prom but by myself and with less clothes.
I’m the skeleton in his closet, but I only come out on Tuesday and Thursday afternoon and when his wife is out of town
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