what's the vibe there?
extraordinary amounts of gine
There need to be more gay people on my afternoon soaps.
Met some locals. They are taking me to a place where there is topless bullriding. I love this country.
I was sleeping on the bathroom floor and thought a wet towel might keep me warm.
Then we all started singing, "Our house, in the middle of the street. Our house, fucks a lot of freshman meat". It was magical.
There's two girls at the bar sniffing each others boobs.
Also I smoked away my sore throat last night. It's a 420 miracle.
Do you know anything about the Easter basket sitting on my doorstep filled with porn and peeps?
Dave got tied up again. I'm done breaking into girls houses to cut him loose. At least before noon.
What happens at the gay bar stays at the gay bar. Except that I sold my panties for $100. People should know that.
She is the absolute last thing I would want to screw. Honestly. Fellating a porcupine. Higher on the list.
Im gunna just be that one ballerina in the low V leopard thong leotard and everyone else can be boring and prude with their little pink tights on.
There are days when you go to throw something in your bedroom trash can and realize the only things in there are a used condom, a Lime-arita can and a muffin wrapper.
so this maintenance guy stood at the corner of my cubical and scratched his balls for like a full minute cause he thought no one could see him
My apartment looks like the apocalypse of sobriety.
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