i love my job...i have craft hour at my desk w twizzlers
can u grab me a application
you just stared at your feet and said some shit about the molecules dancing and how you had just solved physics.
my neighbors garage sale is really cutting into the time of day when i can smoke weed on my deck.
It's official. The summoning powers of my vagina are unmatched by anything in this world.
Sudden memory flashback: drunk me outside ripping my tampon out and throwing it into the neighbors yard, silently cheering 'time for sexxxx'. I sense a dangerous pattern emerging
Bro, she used the potato bongs to make French fries after. She's deff a keeper.
I mean you guys are my friends and all but if you fuck with me I will not hesitate to set you on fire
My arms are hairy. And so Is my left leg. Just my left leg, the right is smooth.
I've blown him while he hit my bong, I've blown him while he played video games and now I'm looking for a new challenge. Don't even try suggesting a blumpkin.
I don't know if I'm more excited about sex or that I have an excuse to smoke a cigarette
Talking to a customer about getting high and staring at glow in the dark wheels while there is a cop in the store. Just another day in Tampa
I can't go to the bars anymore. She wanted to see me again and I drunkenly told her I was moving today. If she spots me I'm fucked.
My dog and I just went outside to pee together.
I don't know. Seeing the vagina stretched out beyond normal proportions is like watching your favorite superhero die.
This whole thing is fucking bullshit. I should be wasting all my hard-earned money at Planet Con this weekend but NOOOOOOOOO. Now I'll never get Roy Thomas to sign my comic
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