yes i saw that this morning. it was my mailbox.
I'm 3 blocks south of you watching drag queens.
Once you see the odd facial expressions and noises a guy makes while he is furiously beating off on top of you, it kind of puts things into perspective.
similar to the time we made up the game of screaming at the top of our lungs any time a guy any of us slept with walked into the party. that went over SO well.
She has an album entitled "my photography", which consists of about 80 different pictures of a tractor that she took on her cell phone. I'm all for freedom of expression, but come on.
so i had a hang over on saturday and i stayed in the shower for 4 hours, then crawled out, skimpered to my bed, and some kid i didnt know was sleeping in it
Am I the only one creeped out by the guy asleep behind our couch?
Well since its impossible for me to swallow a pill this big I'm making wine slushies out of them
Things are burning & the world smells of peanut butter. It's beautiful.
Well I talked to some Canadians today, and I'm keeping a vigilant watch for sharks, so I'm pretty booked up.
Thing I said while arguing: I want to be single again so that I can have pizza and dick rained down upon me.
Pulling out all the stops on being a lady.
Well, my family didn't see me in my drunken super slut state at Summerfest, so there must be a God.
Tuesday Boozeday turned into What-the-fuck-were-you-thinking Wednesday real fast.
So we'll go out later for condoms and cake batter... aka grocery shopping for champions.
Don't do it. He's got a dick the size of a baseball bat. You don't want that commitment.
I have to. For the sake of science.
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