thats the last time I fuck a piece of fruit on camera for him.
I just woke up to my FedEx of contacts I've been waiting for for about a week and my hungover ass went to the bathroom and used beer instead of contact solution.
I woke up face first on my living room floor arms outstretched toward the christmas tree
Had her hockey skates on in the house. Whole floor is ruined.
How big of a disservice to the economy would we be doing if we didn't drink every day holiday break?
State dependent memory. I just needed to feel my teeth. It was like a fog was lifted.
I don't remember, but I believe your goodnight phrase was "nice meeting you, thanks for not macing me"
So like, boobs.
are you really going to start every conversation like that?
it was one of those unspoken contracts of silence like "I teach your daughter and you work at a strip club"...I don't tell if you don't
Today was brought to you by the letter B for beer and bourbon and the number fuck you I'm meant to be studying not hungover
Tbh you just need to fuck it out like I don't know another solution
he's so hot I'd consider breaking the whole, "till death do us part," agreement he's currently in
I want to respect them as people, but really I just want to have sex with them.
does anyone know where bryan is?
last i saw he was naked, and crying in the bathroom because there was no more booze.
I just spent 45 minutes and a really well-put together Power Point trying to convince her to use my dog as baby Jesus in her church's play.
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