well that was a long night...
dude, you were pretty messed up... what happened?
no idea... but i still woke up with my pirate hat on
Hurry. And bring back up. SHE WON'T STOP TALKING.
You know its bad when you're praying for a hangover just so you aren't still drunk at work anymore.
They were so loud I wrote them a sex critique and taped it to his door.
I'm beginning to feel kind of at home at Police stations
Well it was 11am and we were walking to the market with red cups in our hands yelling NO JUDGEMENT at every car that passed
figured you should hear this from me. Your refrigerator door is way broken. I opened it last night when i was drunk and tried to climb the shelves. i got to the one with the mustard.
he paid for dinner at the eiffel tower. drinks at a bar on the champs elysees. gave me a motorcycle ride back to his house, got us heineken and then took me to park overlooking paris. where he ate me out on a park bench. still have doubts about the french?
Had "I should be in prison or dead" storytime at the bar. Found out James has done blow off a dead guy. Overwhelmed and speechless.
Russian roulette. Between salvia and weed. You in?
FUCK YOU MAN
Sex should always be followed by Chinese food in bed.
He brought over a bottle of tequila and a box of donuts with the Plan B, so I guess you could say things are getting pretty serious.
Did you know that chef boy-ar-dee was a real person? I watched a show about him. the history of the ravioli is more scandalous than you would think.
Let's just grow old together and be the crazy ladies that sit on the park bench, drinking booze from flasks and loudly talk about people who walk by.
Wearing panties to a party gives you a whole new perspective on life.
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