As it would turn out, "jesusssssss" is not the password to enter Faith Chapel's wifi network.
i've decided that sluts are like cars. they may look good as hell on the outside, but you never know what kind of shit is hiding under the hood.
The worst part of it is that he's not the first man I've fucked with 2+ chihuahua's.
Well if it makes you feel any better I threw up at Roadhouse. And then on the way to the train. And then in a water fountain. And then in a plastic bag on the train.
He was having an allergic reaction to that new brand of vodka Eric brought, so he just started chasing with benadryl.. Talk about commitment.
I'm in a pile of cheezits at an unfamiliar location watching dateline on tlc. Stage an intervention.
Finished sriting an apology letter to my liver 2 weeks before st. Patricks game on
Hardcore start to spring break. Mike is wearing adult diapers because the only stop we are making is for gas.
My ideal friend would be my dog as a drug dealer
I should make a collage of all the pictures of me caught doing slutty things
I'm just sayin. If your gonna cheat go for someone TOTALLY different. Fucking her twin would be a waste.
Well I passed out before 4:20 on 4/20 so I deem it a failure AND a success.
"I wonder if vinegar is some sort of magical hangover cure" "...no I was definitely still drunk and drinking vinegar because I was thirsty"
I'm pretty sure I hallucinated the existence of an entire human being last night.
She flashed us last time and pissed all over the floor this time. I'm scared to invite her back.
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