I hope to God it wasnt poon. That odor was unnatural, it was satanic pussy.
i have absolutely no control over my now miserable and whore-ish lifestyle.
I wish you could order shots online.
I just was on a 20min team conference call where I didn't speak, I used a Gus Johnson soundboard online to answer questions asked to me...the highlight of 2010
just upper decked a verizon store cause they don't cover against "getting phone crushed by a keg." had to pay 175 for a new one
In hindsight buying the pill crusher with my vicodin prescription might have been too much.
This is stressing me out. I feel like I need to eat the dick.
Gregs sitting in the living room in his underwear hitting the bong watching a rob schneider movie. His lack of fuck giving is inspirational
Well that's the second time I've broken a lamp during sex this month. Starting to worry I'm some kind of X-man. (this one was a wall sconce and I fully smashed it with my head and it crumbled like it was made of sugar)
this celing is unfamiliar to me... im just vaguely wondering where i am. but not quite concerned enough to do anything about it.
I HAVE to find her. I've got a pretty decent pic of her footprint on my headboard. Wonder if I can get one of the podiatry majors to help?
I know but at least you've never been asked to have sex dressed up like Catwoman
Some how my underwear was hanging from the antlers of a antelope head on the wall of the hotel........
I was grinding on my boss last night. So Monday will be fun. That's what's going on in my life right now.
according to the calendar even that i put in my phone last night, i'm supposed to fuck shit up at 11am today... i really hope i didn't miss something important
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