So im pretty sure the object of my emotional onterest is tired of playing with me....
She has some nice fakeys. She is also an exotic entrepreneur.
I think she kind of thinks she's better than us now ... please. I go to Michigan.
The last thing I remember is stabbing him with his diabetes medicine
Woke up with a full plate of KFC next to my face. I didn't really question it.
Last thing i remember is pounding jager and puking in that nerds george foreman grill. Then i wake up this morning with some random tooth brush in my mouth
what the hell is that chicken wire thing she's holding?
An artistic expression of her stupidity.
You need to get laid. You spent last night stumbling through the club pulling couples apart and telling them to leave room for Jesus.
Time to eat Mexican food til I hate myself.
That's completely alright, I do it a lot.
So apparently I was a completely different person lastnight, one who drinks scotch and makes out with 55 year old men who look like inspector gadget
time to play the game of how much Christmas shopping I can get done before these shrooms kick in
I really regret not asking “like a cupcake” when you asked me to eat your ass
My goal tonight is to be arrested by the Police Women of Cincinnati.
I kicked down a wall in rage and found a door behind the drywall. Once again vandalism solves all my problems.
Went online to check my credit card... $147.87 at Waffle House. $632.36 at "Red Rose Gentleman's Club" and a $1000 cash advance from an ATM. I may no longer be a fiancé.
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