Its about making memories worth repressing
you kept screaming i cant feel my vagina, it kinda killed the mood.
Well at one point you put icyhot on your feet because you lost your shoes and it was snowing outside.
Yes i believe i did use that word. It culminated in a man wearing a corset thigh highs and stripper shoes. All mine btw.
me and my mom are sitting in the bank parking lot drying my beer soaked check with the heat... the whole car smells like heinekin and I'm trying to convince her I don't need a.a.
Fuck you. how could you leave me passed out hangin out my truck window when you knew it was starting to rain?
I want a burrito.
Truly, you are the voice of a generation.
But you can still look for dick after you find Jesus.
It was almost as bad as the time I peed on the floor of the Pentagon's subway station.
Have bite marks on my arm where my temporary tat was Saturday night. Did someone try to bite Captain America or something?
One of the many mysteries surrounding the weekend...
If drinking had a "new high score" I think I hit it this weekend.
I'm making myself the patron saint of bisexuality
Okay so I've been talking to the mice again and they agree with me that you're a piece of shit.
Why did I wake up next to the fire pit? And who wrapped me up like a burrito?
Jägerbombs. Thank Sara.
He's got that kind of dick that just MAKES me cheat on my boyfriend. It deserves a trophy. Really you should give it ride sometime.
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