I just came to the conclusion that the most depressing part of my day is when I have to put clothes on.
i saw a stretcher and literally ran around for 10 minutes telling people it wasnt for me
the cool security guard showed me the video clip of how i sat criss-cross-applesauce on the elevator for 20 minutes last night
The lid of our salsa is promoting a contest that ended in July '09
I'm missing some hair, but it's cool. Breadsticks are done.
How did it go last night?
Woke up head half shaved and a burrito? So good and bad?
dreams really do come true on the roof and drinking again
We got high and watched Winnie the Pooh. Isn't that what every normal person does on their break?
My gay card got upgraded to platinum status today.
So I'm pretty sure I told every one at the party that "I'm going to fuck my pillow pets tonight?"
The stock is going waaaaay up on that picture of my pussy with a bowtie on it.
Remember the golden rule, wine is for baths, and beer is for showers.
But if you do poop yourself let me know. I want that as a tagline. "So funny she'll make you shit yourself."
So I'm trying to figure out how to talk my boss into allowing pajama day once a week. Any ideas?
when part of the plan includes getting high, i usually forget how the rest of the plan goes.
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