Partly cloudy chance of praying to the porcelin gods
I have to tell you about my conversation with the cloud dragon!
i just licked mashed potatoes off my blackberry. i'm not even ashamed to admit that to you.
So my earrings and necklace kept jingling and hitting him in the face, and he told me felt like he was fucking a Christmas tree
She forced me to throw up so it would "rejuvenate" me. It worked and then we took six more shots and did a keg stand. You know what I call that? Friendship.
I can't wait for round whatever # we're on tonight.
You swear the intervention is for her? I've fallen for that one twice.
Got a blowie from her in the cab on the way home. Made awkward eye contact with the cabbie who said, and I quote "Keep the mess in her mouth bro", I did so only out of respect
don't tell me about being eco-friendly. i just threw up in the same bag i bought my liquor in. RECYCLING
nothing says roomie bonding better than a sunday shroom trip.
How was the party last night?
I'm dangerously close to shitting myself.
Dude, if I don't end up wearing a banana suit in Milwaukee, I will consider that trip a complete failure.
So just what does one wear when attending a sex toy party with ones mother-in-law?
Jeans and a nice top.
And in that, my finest lazy stoner moment, I used my cleavage to hold my bowl steady while I packed it laying down in bed.
Why can't they just let me be the gorgeous cum dumpster that I know I'm meant to be?
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