doug butabi!
steve butabi!
hotties wanna shake it
it doesn't mae me god, the fact that I am god makes getting dressed futile and tedious... btw i am still drunk
I think we should boobie trap our beer this time using duct tape, rubber bands, seran wrap, and urine. Trust me I have a plan and it will work.
Iced coffee. Banana. Two dumps. Life is good.
Waitress cut us off at Chili's bar. New low
Hold on, I'm google imaging "vagina close ups" to see if mine match up
life is no where near the amusement park it was when I was on Vicodin.
All I did this weekend was get my life in order. I feel like I wasted my time.
Just witnessed my roommate pick her nose and eat it in her sleep. Remember, you made out with that.
He seems like a super lonely dude. I bet if I gave him a picture of my tits he wouldn't make me turn in this paper.
Swimming turned traumatic when grampas shorts slipped off..
The girl in the hotel room next to us walked out at the same time as me this morning. She just shook her head, looked at me and said, "faker." Is it that easy to tell?!??
Also: that bruise on my leg where you left like 3 sets of teeth marks keeps getting run into the corners of desks and shit. And I can't even complain to anyone at work
I'm always down for nudity.
She's like a squirrel. She spazzes out all the time.
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