I know its small, but please -- stop calling it my "weenis".
Yeah next time you are over I'll let you beat it on her pillows and you will feel better.
your address is 607B right?
yeah why?
i need to tell the guy bringing over the flaming bag of dog shit where to put it
So I think I just got a job offer from the guy I used to blow. See, networking pays off.
he was drinking cheap vodka with warm tap water and a packet of crystal light. if that's not an alcoholic then idk what is
we ran out of cups so i finished the night drinking out of a paint can.
These old men are woofing at me..PLEASE HURRY
my liver gets a handicap on account of the whole being diseased thing
At what point does "I'm too high to deal with you right now" stop being rude?
I'm with the hottest fuckin fire fighter right now. I'm ready to fake my own death.
I guess I was blacked out I hopped a fence and hugged a cow that night.
Well, my mom found the ball gag and whip. Looks like I'm never going home again.
He's going to be in the air guitar championships in june. Need I say more.
I kept my extra Molly pill in my wallet in the change part, that's also where I keep my body jewelry while I'm working. The nose ring punctured the pill essentially coating itself in MDMA. My nose ring is back in my nose. This could be entertaining
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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