If I was Danny Tanner and my wife died and left me with three kids I would hire a nanny rather than bringing in the sexually promiscuos uncle with a fetish for leather and rebellion and my obviously mentally ill (possibly gay) best friend Joey, who has never had a girlfriend and consistently talks in cartoon voices... a nanny is just a better choice
This row in front of you is like duck, duck, goose - but eating disorder, eating disorder, failed eating disorder
Goose bottles do NOT make good bowling pins
I just realize today that I've dated three guys this year with their own blog. Ugh that's embarrassing.
all i remember is stealing his cheesepuffs and shaving my vagina in the hotel lobby
She had a boyfriend but was all over this drunk guy that she just met..she said she loved him and then puked all over him.
just explained the breakup in detail to my big toes. that consolation brownie was Amazing.
He adopted an old drug sniffing dog so that he won't lose his weed around the house anymore. It works.\n
They turned the water off again. Brushed my teeth with whats left from those pitchers of mojitos. So hung over i dont even care.
I was an emotional waste case that night. She made me stroke her ponytail.
It's my vagina- remember its magical and yes I just did mini spirit fingers
While we were driving she just screams from the backseat: MUMFORD AND SONS DROP THE BANJO and made what were meant to be banjo sound effects
forgot to tell you your neighbor walked out of her house this morning just as I was leaving shirtless
I'm going to smell of sex and shame.
How is that different than any other Monday night?
Rebounding with her sister was the best idea i ever had.
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