Talk about the highs and lows of a night out: had a threesome, then got robbed at knifepoint.
he keeps trying to sext me and all I can do is respond with descriptions of what im eating.
We are going to get clementines. And shoot them out of a ballon launcher. That's after we come up to the ivy with a bullhorn and reck havoc. Where are you.
You're mold. I may or maynot have puked blood this morning.
at wine tasting. Can i cleanse my Palate with a frito?
she's sitting in the bathroom of SA telling people to come in for a toilet ride
I tried to interpretive dance to Candy Shop to stop the awkwardness.
Not good... He ate my chips. Thats not a sex analogy for anything. My actual potato chips... gone. I lost on both ends.
I can feel my teeth in 4 dimensions. I shouldnt be this high at 8 in the morning.
Just fyi there is a naked girl somewhere in your house. I woke up and she was gone, definitely left her clothes tho
If i'm forever fucked up in this state of mind then I'm going to kill him for this
i told them you weren't like that.. and they laughed at me?
I woke up to him crying and pouring pixy stix in my mouth saying they would bring me back to life.
On a brighter more disgusting note...... I think I just shart myself but I'm too afraid to find out.
I woke up with a jacket; in it passport, hockey tickets, sunglasses, credit card, bank transactions
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