it was nice. we just kind of hung out. she didnt even mention the farting incident.
Last night was so much fun. i kept trying to lick everyone
i keep walking around campus wondering if anyone is as stoned as i am
What's the point in getting all dressed up and going when i'm just gonna throw up on myself by midnight?
his dick is like his red hair, amazing but useless
I don't know if it was the room or her, but as soon as the pants came off, it smelt like a locker room and old man farts.
I'm having mini little movies in my head. Like for example. You were talking to a blue whale with jazz man sunglasses, but not the ray charles jazz sunglass. More like sunglasses that are round. Anyway, he has a baguette and stupid french hat. And you , you had your harry potter glasses.
However today I got my lube that might I add was dripping out of the box. I'd like to think my mailman was mixing business with pleasure.
driving home I had the GPS in one hand and puking in the coffee cup
So no more sangria road trips?
passed out in the hallway last night, now I'm sitting down in the shower, eating lukewarm canned soup out of Tupperware, listening to Carly rae jepsen.. I had a rough night.
I could run a drunk marathon in heels
I'm just trying to win a butt plug dude
My breath smells like dick and biscuits..
I got sriracha sauce on my mask while I was eating fast food, now wearing it makes me hungry
As long as it's more "this is where i see an issue" vs "psst.... tiddies" then i have no argument
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