Cold hands, warm shart.
I woke up, mistook him for my ex, and started screaming. It was all that chest hair. I don't think this relationship is going anywhere.
I was just walking through Burbank and saw a hobo using solar panels on his shopping cart. We must be in trouble if the hobos are researching alternative sources of fuel...
you kept calling numbers in ur phone book and saying, "I love your show, I'm a long time listener, first time caller."
We'll make it into fun. If I can make wii bowling into a drinking game, I can make studying spanish into a sex game.
Someone told me that drinking would get me no where in life. Drinking has gotten me everywhere in life.
He wants to be 'in an open relationship'. Fuck that. That's the online equivalent of letting him pee in a circle around me.
The seats are awesome but you see two of each player.
i miss our vodka / percocet laundry days.
He kept checkin to make sure you were still alive after you passed out on his bed, After like the 4th time he walked back in there you were naked on his bed eating an apple, claiming he needed to be the Adam to your Eve..That drunk..
Just think Febushuary. A whole month of 70's esque bush! This is the dream
All that stuff they told us in middle school about drugs being easy to find was a bullshit lie.
Haha I'M GOING TO MISS HIS PENIS SO MUCH. But not his bipolarness.
3.5 bazillion penises. So not that hard to find a new good one
Honestly the prospect of dick really lifts a girl's spirits
Eat, nap, & pace yourself. Words to live by.
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