Hey man sorry I got all grabby
He came through my line today and bought designer impostor perfume, just for men gel, and astroglide. I almost DIED.
I discovered the grieving process is shock, denial, anger...and then something about drinking until you puke on yourself
I just saw a guy getting escorted with handcuffs on, I'm too drunk to be at the airport right now.
i just unblacked out cuddled in a pita pit booth with ten dollars rubberbanded to my hand.
almost got into it with the cashier. bitch dont look at me like that just cuz im only buying wine and icing. ill fight.
Dont tell her I prefer to have an aura of mystique surronding me and my penis.
Drunk me needs to be reminded of my sexual preferences.
at least it wasnt animals
Due to certain anatomical proportions it was less like fucking and more like childbirth.
Almost threw up on my grandmother as she walked in the house. Had to run to the bathroom and vomit my brains out. Prolly getting taken out of the Will now.
I don't know. I'm drunk and dressed as a pirate but ill do the math tomorrow morning.
She started throwing ice at me and started yelling, "Holy water bitches! This is an exorcism!"
I'm happy I peed in your laundry basket last night
i didnt realize that your first thought would be SEXUALIZING BREAD
All I ever wanted was my bed, Tylenol, and total darkness. Instead I had a pervert with porno posters who blares german rock calling me tootsie pop. How was your saturday night?
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