Pre-St Patricks Day Log: Threw up across a 14ft radius, this is why the irish dont drink tequila
I think he'd cut a tree down for me. He's from North Dakota. That's something hot guys do there, right?
I'll put it this way. My grandkids felt that fuck.
I was sleeping on the bathroom floor and thought a wet towel might keep me warm.
I'm already mentally preparing myself for the fact that I'll probably be sleeping next to a toilet.
found inexpensive tickets to Norway. Questioning if its legal. PLEASE tell me you remebered the walkie talkies and face paint.
as he was fingering me, all I was thinking about was how lucky his girlfriend is...
Yeah that doesn't involve enough booze, count me out
Apparently my Ambien addled brain last night actually did decide to go ahead and photoshop you into various animal and human molesting scenarios. That's a hell of a thing to wake up to.
Running my fingers through my hair was like that scene in Patch Adams where the old lady got to swim in a pool of pasta. I love Molly.
The cop that got shot in the dick is here, let the entertainment begin.
there is a guy with a glowstick staff outside my house
Lots of tissues. Maybe pizza. Only time will tell. The stages of political grief.
He started me on Celexa. I think I feel like Bjork. Is that normal?
Like... my feet feel like little octopuses, and they want to swim to the next room.
only 4 hours until nug lovin time
excuse me?
nug lovin. lovin nugs.
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