Yes, that was me on the jumbo tron. No, i don't know why i was hiding.
Even my psychiatrist thinks I should fuck the married guy.
Oh and jess is gonna pee in our guest bedroom to mark her territory.
He passed out naked in my bathroom, then took a shower, then passed out again and then took another shower. Last time I let my brother visit.
I just want to hug my vagina but I can't!\nLike, I want to wrap my arms around it and say "I'm sorry"
He brought wine and beer. I'll put my pants on for wine and beer.
You described pouring milk in your strawberry cereal as a glittering magnificent water fall, skimming over the mountain and little strawberry citizens.
Let's run into the wild and just eat berries and have sex all the time.
The DJ was throwing glowsticks into the crowd and managed to smack one guy in the face with them
I just smoked a bowl with the lady who runs the special olympics. Your move.
So that advice that humming stops you from puking? Yeah no, just puked through my nose.
You having your own car has severely reduced the amount of blowjobs I get.
Strip club, what strip club did I eat a steak at? That's the appropriate question
I don't know how much expertise I could offer. My best advice is, "don't drown, for god's sake don't drown"
I'm a little concerned about right now. You showed up at my house soaking wet, drunk with a bag of ham and 2 liter of Dr. Pepper, and you refused to tell me where you got the ham until I gave you some more liquor.
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