Pick my eyebrow is burning. I'm sitting in the back of dolows vat and listening to jolly music and wilfgang is signing and looking food. Cute kid. Home is where I go now.
what. the. fuck.
obviously my correlation between being a pro surfer and being extremely good in bed was 100% wrong.
She finally woke up and said, "Me- nothing, potato peeler- 1." And rolled back over.
No, he's fine. He only wanted to know why there were traffic pylons in the living room and how the peanut butter got on the ceiling.
You mean the girl who was passed out face down on the bathroom floor until 10 AM? You're right, she was cute.
He got tattooed, peirced, and we're pretty sure he got rufeed by that fat chick. He was like a walking spring break stereotype.
Please tell me this is my four loko that I just woke up in....
let's just pour the lemonade mix into the soco. cut out the middle man.
I think I might be drunk enough to cut my own hair
Just told my shrink " this was a year for whoring around"
He said he looked out his window and I was sitting in the grass with blood everywhere talking to a dog.
Just cried because I'm out of oreos. This post-molly depression can go fuck itself.
He called me baby cakes during sex... Can U not
I also have bagel bites. I know that's not as big an incentive as the cocksucking but.....
We won like $80 last night at the casino, so if we get the Plan B we still have enough to get your basic bitch latte from Dunkin. Calm down.
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