so that wasnt chicken after all
all thats left of you is your magnum wrapper on my dresser
I woke up with a picture of my dick as my background. still wondering if it was a good night or not.
it's my sixth sense. If there's an orgy within 20 miles of me i'll know about if. Or be a part of it.
I don't know. I was also picked up by the doormen and held over the bar so I could do an upside down shot out of a bartenders tits.
and ive been naked for the greater part of the evening. alone, drunk, and naked. i think that is how all great interventions start.
Nm. Exausted and my teeth just fell out again
my life is about to be the like the hunger games except with penises. and im going to win.
Oh, and also, a couple of straight girls showed up. But they ran away.
The party got hot, we all started raging, took off some clothes, someone threw me in the shower and we all kept raging. Nude Rager, I was there at the point of conception.
I miss yesterday.Today's hangover makes yesterday's look like a little girl with blonde ringlets playing hopscotch in the street with a ginger kitten.
That girl definitely just ate a hot dog and stared straight in to my eyes.
Sorry I didn't call this morning. Ended up with a decorated war veteran last night who besides finding the enemy, KNEW where the fuck my G spot was. He gets a medal in my book!
When are you getting back?
Well google maps doesn't have an estimated time for crawling... Could be days
I miss your drunken presence, and strong odor of hard liquor and potent weed.
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