Nope, Im Irish and pissed with some drunk mixed in...therefore punching things is the best solution to every problem.
I need to find out who his wife is so I can fuck her before he gets to mine.
Need a ride. Apparently screaming about the bartender's erectile dysfunction gets you kicked out.
I answered the my mom's phone call about what we're doing for father's day while he was still fucking me. She thought I seemed really excited about his hiking boots present.
can't make this up: he's writing lyrics for the musical reenactment of how he met her @ an anime convention to perform at their wedding. yes, there'll also be dance routines involved.
The house is trashed, there is porn scattered everywhere like an easter egg hunt and the blow up doll is sleeping on the couch downstairs. someone covered her up.
there are ass prints on the hood of my car.
i think that after ALREADY drinking that much, the tube shots may have been a bad idea.. i mean afterall, i did wake up and find my cell phone IN the bonfire the next morning.
unfortunetly they frown upon drunk on duty paramedics
Dude, you bit through my nipple. Give it a week, damn.
Discovered that a nalgene holds an entire bottle of wine. Going mobile. Come find me.
Finally washing the shoe scuff marks off my front windshield :( bye bye memories
I think the worst part about being a real adult is 1)having a high stress job that makes me want to get stoned 2)paying for reefer using my own money 3)realizing my boyfriends children probably have more weed connections than I do anymore
Verdict: uncircumcised.
Bro, I live in a constant state of existential dread and moderate ennui. The prospect of cosmic horror doesn’t faze me that much.
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