Thank God for loud music. There is a circus in my butt right now.
I know its small, but please -- stop calling it my "weenis".
I always wonder when I meet a guy from online if he needs a moment to mentally register and accept the size of my ass. maybe ill wear a dress.
I guess what I'm trying to say is you've fucked more people than the economy.
operation "beaches make me wet" is a go
If Andre Agassi did Crystal Meth, what was John McEnroe doing?
doing a bong hit while wearing crest white strips...not such a great idea...
I have a plus one for the Blackout Express, should I pen in your name?
Im embracing the luau theme and maybe bringing a kiddie pool filled with alcohol. Im also embracing the high probability I will not remember this night.
don't judge, it's breakfast wine Wednesday.
I think I just asked the Greek gyro guy on a yoga date.
It's okay. I've dumbed down my notes over the semester because I knew I wouldn't be up to understanding things come finals.
If by date you mean washing Pizza house down with a bottle of wine, then yes I have a date.
We turned on "find my friends" and watched her progress. Got concerned when she didn't move for an hour on Adelaide, turned out a booty call was made, then she went back to the bars.
The seven of us sank the first paddle boat, but the second one was much nicer and we stayed afloat. Best night in a while, but we had to walk of shame for a mile.
Why are you rhyming?
Too stoned. That is how my thoughts are collecting.
Randomize
