the guy I was hooking up with asked me if he could wear a guerilla suit during sex.
In other news I saw a pack of make believe zombies walking down green st.
gotta love wednesdays
It's official. 2011 is the year of sport fucking
Why are you speaking in third person?
Because I'm so hungover that I don't even want to be myself anymore.
what kind of roommate is she really? she wouldn't even hold my hair back.
I kindof just wanted to go downstairs and let his dad know how good his son was at sex
Just got a voicemail from a guy referring tp himself "as chest hair guy". If I'm coming home to a intervention I understand.
some people popped out of a houseboat and asked us to their party. their houseboat IS A WEEDBOAT. it is full of weed they grow weed. EVERYWHERE.
Also I'm at the pub and there are old lady pirates gyrating on a pole. I wish you were here.
So you're saying you don't want to be with her anymore because she likes sex to much and is just to hot?
Well when you say it that way it makes me sound like an idiot.
You are an idiot.
I find it weird that you'll let me in your vagina, but not your house
You kept pointing at me and saying I'm getting chicken parmesan and no one is going to stop me
I'm going to get drunk, come back, call my grandma, and eat all those scrambled eggs.
You're incredible, and I'm drunk
I got here. Mom yelled "drink of the day is blueberry sangria" and next thing I knew I was on a slip and slide.
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