all I remember is repeatedly winking at the fire marshall while he was counting the people in the bar
Tell them you aren't trying to make money, you are just the mr rogers of weed,its such a good feeling a very good feeling the feeling you know that were friends
I FINALLY HAVE A REASON TO DYE MY PUBES BLUE!!!
There's a chance I told a cop that I was ready for him to strip I may have even taken some ones out of my purse and stuck them in his holster
He smells like cinnamon, and what I imagine to be orgasms
His status said "sad." of course I liked it. I don't even care that I was the only one. Facebook isn't your god damn journal, we don't care about your problems.
it was one of those unspoken contracts of silence like "I teach your daughter and you work at a strip club"...I don't tell if you don't
His flight was delayed by two hours though. I just got cock-blocked by clouds :(
He didn't have much of a personality. But I had like 100 orgasms, so that's cool.
he asked me if i wanted to hook up & my answer was 'why not'. he came in thirty seconds and the condom broke. it's the love story of the century
There's a rash on my genitals that would like a word with you.
It's hard not to feel like a terrible person with bruises on your tits.
It does not feel like it was just this morning that I had a penis in multiple cavities of my body
just said thank you to the lady who gave me a body search at the airport
Video on mandys page of you drinking upside down was finally put up...too bad all the comments were about me and him fighting in the background while he screamed "BLOW BIG BETSY!'
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