We saw some woman wearing leather pants. It was weird. We have decided to follow her on her travels to see where people go in leather pants in Michigan.
You tired to make Beefaroni in the Mr. Coffee machine.
his name is not nearly as fun as i thought to yell out in bed
We did nothing beneficial to ourselves, or our country last night.
I cleaned out the fridge, had to pound the brews. I am going to be wrecked for my final at 1
Nypd just made jon and hayes chug their forties.
Shoot me. I need tickles, a drink, sushi and a handy
Order is debatable
You played a drinking game to fat people crying. It's a long climb to the moral high ground, why bother?
Dad was on the deck drinking straight bourbon. He stopped, puked on his feet, and then continued drinking and talking about compound interest.
Sent nudes to my best friend's boyfriend and mom last night. So I'm coping with that on top of my hangover this morning
turns out putting a tie on my unicorn onesie didn't make it acceptable "formal wear" and I found salsa in my cup holder
I can feel my teeth in 4 dimensions. I shouldnt be this high at 8 in the morning.
I decided to have a date tonight. Back on horse I go. Or aiming to be on a horse cock one day. You know. However that metaphor goes.
I am literally this close to screaming out my window if anyone nearby was down to fuck. I am too damn horny.
Currently standing at the bus stop in just a pillowcase and its fucking snowing
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