i wonder what barack obama's brickbreaker high score is...
Some chick in the back of my Psychologhy of Addictions class just did a line off her hand. She tried to make it look subtle.
I think he finally resigned to the fact he could not get off. He just looked at me and said "I'm having testicle difficulties," rolled over and passed out.
He drew a bath for me. It was only cute until he started throwing in celery and calling me soup.
Chris threw beer can at guy. Guy ended up being a fighter. Chris got his eye socket broke. Fighter got hand re-broke. Chris is passed out. Fighter is in kellys bed. everybody won last night. I think.
I've fallen from my one moral pedestal
No sex in the champagne room. The champagne room being my life
Yes she scared me. She had NIPPLE CLAMPS ATTACHED TO A STUN GUN.
I know he's not here, but I can still see him. I found some of my old stash and its good shit so its expected to see sunlight at night and scary llama men. Midgets or otherwise.
We just saw two bitche in pink capris jazzercising down the road. On Thanksgiving.
He started yelling "you tha man!" while I was reverse cowgirl
Waiting on the notification from my fitness pal that tells me I'm an alcoholic
Also that boy who jizzed in me wearing Cowboy boots and a plaid shirt snapped me at 4 am and said "I owe you a dinner. Sorry"
I don't know where I'm at. But I'm pretty sure what I'm looking at is a small bear.
if you go to jail tonight, call call me. i wanna get out of work
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