I used to have a blog that was basically all about ****** and all of his sexual misadventures
I mean it made tucker max look like a fucking alterboy
But unfortunatley his mom did a google search and found it
You can call me Bill Clinton. I brought 2 good looking Asians home last night.
clearly I should have checked to see if he was an NRA member before I went back to his house and woke up in Heston's haven.
All my problems are solved. I just got McDonalds and scratch off lottery tickets.
I just paid $5 for a shot of el toro and the bartender wasn't even hot. Rock bottom.
She said I came to for a minute, shouted IHOP!! and then shook my head and said no before passing out again
I don't go on dates. I watch tv and play with dicks. dinner is a situation.
Ok, was I really fucked up or was there a chick from Norway in the ice cream shop teaching us Norwegian last night?
Dude I've kinda accepted I may leave Nola with the clap.
WHY does every guy I sleep with want to fix my car?!
Walked back to my room from the bus last night and all I see is 3 of my friends on the porch chugging whiskey and then throwing up in unison
His parents know me as "the white shoed screamer"
So i had a feeling this dude with one leg in a wheelchair was following me around Walmart turns out I was right. He just asked for a picture of my feet.
i mean i let him but still...
Floor bacon is actually really good
soo... how was my night?
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