So, we're in the car ready to fuck and she asks about my ex. I wave at my lap and say, "bye". She asks what I'm doing. I say, "waving goodbye to my erection"
All I'm saying, is that being compared to a Muppet is not the end of the world.
A chick at the bar last night took my black berry, looked at my Brick Breaker score and told me she couldnt take someone that has a lower score than her seriously.
I was cut off by 8, I need to rethink this breakup therapy strategy
I don't want the last thing I hear while alive to be Jesse's Girl
You do realize there's a subtle difference between not remembering your outfit from april 17th of last year vs forgetting that last night you undressed in the street and were grabbing every dick you could reach, right?
I'd like to say yes, but I nearly lost my shit when I assumed there was no back to my house. I am not strong enough for hallucinations.
I need a burrito and a hug.
Because i love you. And people show love by not letting their friends shit themselves.
I hate him. I fucked every one of his friends AND his fat brother and he still won't break up with me.
He was twisted. Literally. It's like God took his dick with a pair of pliers and gave it a half twist to the left.
So it's safe to say that it's all down hill from here
Do you mean easy livin or downward spiral of alcoholism and disappointment
Why does fireball set life on fire? Your insides, your head, your behavior...
Pooping with Eye of the Tiger playing. Not a single fuck shall be given.
It's okay to admit that you're into redheads.
Randomize