The class that normally occupies the room we use for my Monday class had to do posters as if for a Hamlet movie and they pick actors for each character and this person wrote "Robert D. Niro"
He's like the fucking Houdini of bras. Not only did I not feel him take it off I didn't find it until two days later.
Not even the dog will look at me anymore.
she's bipolar. she literally has TWO facebook pages. one for each personality. this. bitch. is. crazy.
So at what point do I tell her that I like fucking these hot southern girls more than I like my relationship with her?
he's totally gay but hes wondering what hes missing out on. Im going to show him.
no pressure.
it tasted disgusting. but i pretty much drank it in the name of science, and free alcohol
using the campers leftover pizza money at the bar. Definition of great counselors right here.
i just want to attach a dildo to the ceiling and ride it like a gay spiderman.
I'd feel bad about being drunk at the Christmas service, except for the fact that I've already had sex in this church, so this is just small change.
Did you miss the part about my hangover needing a day to rest?
We can get high as fuck when there are no orders. If not its cool. I just figured Take Your Blunt Buddy To Work Day.
We almost ended up sober because of u!!
The last thing I remember is talking to the firefighter next to me and he was giving me fruit.
I'm too horny to sleep. I need some violent sex to wind me down.
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