I found your twin in sf. His name is ryan. And you are the evil one.
I love that we get drink and call each other crying. It's kind of our thing.
she said "lets play dickbreaker!" and then threw my blackberry at my dick as hard as she could.
They were fighting, but then they bumped into the bong and it shattered. After that they just hugged and cried.
he's got a countert top full of yard sale blenders so id say maragita wednesdays is a go.
Before I left he asked me if I could submit my panties for the frat house undergarment chandelier. I said yes
He threw up in the campfire, the alcohol in his puke caught on fire. Im marrying this man
ive cried into many a lonely burritos..
Sunday is the day of rest.
As in, whatever liquor is left after last night, you have to drink the rest.
Hey, remember when Hot Stuff played in the back of the ambulance? Or no, cause of your concussion...
The international association of gay square dance clubs had a booth set up in the lobby of my hotel.
Dunno. My heart says "no", my brain says "maybe" and my dick says "YES YES FOR THE LOVE OF GOD YES!!"
OMG I COULD FUCK HIM FOR POT, THIS CHANGES THE WHOLE GAME.
Listen I don't care what it's called as long as it's drugs
What is the best medium with which to say, "Happy Birthday, I'm having your abortion"... Cake? Card?
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