Acid is not a monday night drug
splinters make it hard to masturbate
I hid my booze in my old Sesame Street lunch box. Big Bird might be disappointed, but I feel Oscar the Grouch would approve.
According to the bell hop, we stumbled in about 4 and then cannon balled into the pool.
New justification for blow: drug week; 'how it's made'
I was just sitting on the ground alone in fetal position shivering and chewing on my hand when she found me. ecstasy was not my best idea.
Like I've never seen her that drunk. She's usually like quiet and doesn't say she'll fuck someone on a futon
I think I'm going to contact pbr and see if they'll sponsor our dreams
we broke the bed, curtan rods, a dresser drawer, and unless I didn't notice it before, we put a hole in the wall. This is why he and I have to fuck in motels.
he had a beard, sexy nerd glasses and kept referring to his penis as 'this dick' its like jesus was saving my perfect match for my prime
Got stiff armed by the garbage man on the back of the truck...I just wanted to ride one block dude
I'm just going to have crazy good sex with him until one of us developed feelings that works in the movies right?
Tomorrow night, I am putting you In my trunk. No excuses we have waited forever for this.
woke up on my floor using my jeans i wore out as a pillow
haha i wouldn't expect any less of you
She had a toddler. It threw up and then some guy said party foul and put it on the porch. Going back next Friday.
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