I think I'm going to be in trouble for sneaking out last night. My Dad saw me drive up this morning when he was leaving early for work.
What'd you say?
I told him I was sleep driving
Sarah, plain, and tall I adore you
and hes going back to rehab like me, so we have common interests
Just watched a guy puke off his bike. Beyond impressed. He didn't even swerve
Plan: drunk dancing. Reality: drunk almost getting in fights with people that could beat me into the ground.
Oh if we have sex in public no one will frown upon it. They will stand and cheer for it
The party invite said "this ain't no lame stoplight party, you come to hookup or you don't come" I feel like their honesty deserves out attendance
Not to mention having our pick at the ensuing sausagefest
She apologized again the next day. I said it was pee under the bridge
It's getting harder and harder to find People to carry her home
She shouldn't drink
Sending a pic of labia to send to the TN Legislator. Obviously they don't think I know what to do with it so I'm gonna ask them for advice.
I think getting right with the Lord should involve more than me and a bottle of tequila.
Our sex is like an episode of "The Simpsons." Picture Homer choking Bart, and that's pretty much what we're into.
We're sort of like brothers. Except with more sexual tension. And we don't look alike. Or are related.
So we're not much like brothers really.
We're getting a bucket of chicken and screwing around, so no, you can't join us.
This whole thing is fucking bullshit. I should be wasting all my hard-earned money at Planet Con this weekend but NOOOOOOOOO. Now I'll never get Roy Thomas to sign my comic
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