it was nice. we just kind of hung out. she didnt even mention the farting incident.
My mind says no, but my body says yes.
What does your body say about chlamydia?
You all can go fuck yourselves. As far as I'm concerned, don't come back to karaoke.
I just used my 7th grade year book to figure out who I hooked up with last night. Being home is magical.
I already apologized. And I got cum in my eye in return, I say your night beats mine...
I made a tournament bracket for the girls that Im talking with.
I dont have any paper so I'm writing class notes on my first response direction pregnancy paper. Judging eyes are all around.
So we reenacted men's olympic skeet shooting using roman candles and flattened beer cans. That's all
And then, I saw the prophecy come to fruition. It was the Dick of Destiny.
She brought over her portable harddrive and we dueled with porn. This relationship is too beautiful to last.
Also I'm at the pub and there are old lady pirates gyrating on a pole. I wish you were here.
She had like a side ponytail and hoop earrings though. And legwarmers. Like a horrible 80s nightmare. Don't drink and dream, dude.
The only rule I'm making for myself tonight is to not drink out of the sink at the bar.
My frontal lobe is being piloted by Jack Daniels right now.
What the fuck i just wanna eat my froot loops and sext in peace. Y'all motherfuckers gotta be loud as shit and break my concentration
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