I just farted at work and tried to cover up the noise by shuffling papers around
if i hurry i can finally have sex while stoned off my ass
godspeed.
jersey shore has given me a vivid depiction of what things will be like for me once i get to hell
she took her bra off and it was like the puppet strings had been dropped. her tits totally deflated.
Nah you can have him. There's too many men in my life right now. I can't handle another dick.
I woke up at 6 on his trampoline wearing only a parka.
The door to door salesmen do not expect you to be drunk at 3 in the afternoon
don't think this is any sort of attachment thing but if I'm going to throw up regularly at your house, I'm going to keep a tooth brush there
I apparently spent $173 at the bar last night. The proof is in the vomit on my pillow and the receipt I tried to clean it up with.
I can't tell whether I'm a) still hungover from two nights ago, b) legitimately sick or c) all of the above... multiple choice was never my forte
My life is a joke. Told everyone last night that they could call me Mrs. McCormick because I'm gonna end up alone with a handle of peach vodka anyways.
Whatever, you're gonna have to break it to mom that the reason I was so drunk at Christmas dinner is because she wouldn't stop asking me why I don't have a boyfriend
It's hard picking what to wear when you know the plan is sex. Like can't I just wear my robe let's just simplify this.
I'm just going to assume my unresponsive booty calls are just preparing for the women's march tomorrow
Yeah that stuff was rough. We insisted on wearing our bikinis all down college ave, and at several parties that were not beach themed
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