if she leaves who will i have to secretly talk about behind thier back
So thanks to the xanax and vodka memory erasering combo i wake up only to reopen a picture of some very familiar balls
I'm tempted to see how fat I can get before he leaves me. It's obvious we're playing a game of chicken here.
The fish's death was accidental. We all said a few words at his funeral. Roomie wanted to play only the good die young as he swirled down the toilet bowl
Apparently I blacked out and pissed all over the sliding glass door from the inside, as everyone watched from the outside helplessly....
I think i morst likely have 95 %patulas for hands and probably i also went to eGypt with so manyfriends. We laids in the sarcaphoguses.
You sound pretty unsure about all of this.
I gave up trying to understand them years ago. Now I'm just trying to fuck them.
I just very easily got pretty high off of one bowl of shitty dirt weed. I'm a sad excuse for who I used to be.
Please stop using me as a reference for bail bondsmen.
I told him i turn boys gay hoping that would scare him off. Finally i found a way to take advantage of my disability.
She deserves a chance to suck my penis. This is America. Its her God given right.
Woke up with a squirrel in my bed, how was your night?
i'm so glad to be in bed i'd like to thank the acadermy
I trusted a fart in Toronto. NEVER TRUST A FART IN TORONTO.
So...I know we have a conversation later this week. But one of the key things I want to know is if I can specify having my body mummified and buried in Egypt (or at least nearby the Luxor in Vegas). How much money do you think that would cost? Do I need to increase my life insurance policy?
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