So. Did i wake up at 430, try to drive home, stop to throw up at a shell, and try to clean out my car and drop my keys in a full dumpster? Yes.
We uncovered another pile of vomit after you left. And i am not talking about the one in the vase
I just met the neighbor hes a self proclaimed coke dealer/ softporn producer.
I have an excuse to be a whore in Mexico. I'm conducting an experiment to see if small dicks are caused by the poor drinking water.
she's sniffed three people's necks on the bus to see who the good smell was coming from...
she's gonna get diseases
I was trying to be an adult about it and simply deal with the situation, but a bowl seemed much more comforting.
My public calorie counter app is pretty much just a cry for help.
Matt you can be anything you want to be. Including the awesome guy that brings pizza to a bunch of stoned and sorta drunk kids.
I really don't think there's anything more liberating than farting.in a loud bar where no one.can.hear you
Nothing says casual like stairwell bjs
hell hath no fury like a questionably-gay best friend scorned
He drinks vodka like healthy people drink water and I wanted to have his adopted gay babies. That's all. I'm going to go find him and potentially propose.
I would go a lot of places to get laid. But I would NOT go to Staten Island.
Sorry I missed your birthday party. I caught a dick and rode it to O-Town
tell me about the fingering
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