I have to tell you about my conversation with the cloud dragon!
this is amzing! feels like my body is having sex with its surroundings!
I'm like connect-the-dots of drunk. Whiskey, bourbon, vodka, rum, gin. The hidden picture is me faceplanting.
he calls his bong barack obonga, commander in kief. i found where i belong.
Woke up with the note 'going outside. Ignore bloody spoon. Be back soon' taped to my forehead. Know anything about it?
Listen. I'm a changed woman. I have no problem using him for sex.
found a hand written recpiet for 'one doe fawn' on an open crate in my living room need help to find it
where the hell would u of bought a deer
I am downstairs in the bar now having a beer...actually I ordered two beers and placed one across from me in front of an open chair. I did this for appearance sake, so nobody knew I was double fisting all alone. I'm getting hungry now. I'm thinking of ordering two meals just to keep appearances up.
i mean, not my actual scene but if someone says "PARTY" ill figure it out
Okay I can't even be mad, I'm in mid-plot to hook up with Michael Phelp's third cousin.
With a few pieces of metal and duct tape and a bong was created
In case you were wondering, yes I did just watch the Katy Perry movie alone on a Saturday night. I'm so alone it makes a noise.
had a dream that i inhaled my pet bird and started choking. Then I tried smoking from a bong and suddenly I smoked myself inside out. this is what happens when I don't smoke weed. my brain can't function!
Omg my butt feels so much better. Those suppositories are magic. It feels like Jesus fingered me in my sleep.
I'm getting "congrats on your engagement" shots. I need to get engaged more often!
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