walked right past julianne moore (on her walk of shame this morning) god i love new york. :)
Moral of the story: If you're gonna throw a glass of wine in a guy's face, don't do it in your own kitchen.
he kept saying that we were in ian's fun time place and then continued to act like a dinosaur.
I usually don't buy birthday presents for my booty calls
But you'll make an exception
probably not
I mean you would really have to try to not have fun at a party that doesn't require pants....
I screamed so bad because I thought he was going for my sandwich forgetting it was in my hand
Shouting "one vagina to rule them all" was probably not the best way to meet our best mates fiance
Oh ya, I forgot to tell you, last night I woke up to the sound of you peeing on the floor next to the fridge, didn't remember until now. Have fun at Dayton!
Come to my pity party. It's being hosted in my basement. The theme is ambiguously sexual cuddling and wine.
Dude I was walking down the street and threw up in a plastic cvs bag. Tequila wins again.
I love that there are toys on the counter. Coffee, tea, wine bottles, gag ball, and handcuffs.
My kitchen gets me.
So the tow truck driver didn't charge us because Ian convinced him that he was sent out by God to share his cocaine with us.
I can feel the shame as I walk down your hallway.. good night
i have a lot of questions about the picture quality/lighting/motion/gravity of the balls...
You tryed convincing the salvation army bell ringer you could do the worm and face planted into the sidewalk... I put a dollar in the can for your performance
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