just went to get groceries. a cashier said she saw me last night. i guess i carried a broom back from the party and swept the street the whole walk back...and i claimed to be in the cast of wicked
And you kept hanging up and calling back because you thought I wasn't greeting you properly.
My facebook horoscope today said I will have a little "confusion". Obviously astrology understands a blackout.
There aren't nearly as many guys masturbating on chatroulette as i was led to believe...i feel cheated
we couldn't afford a big pool so we bought 2 kiddie pools and put the inflatable beer pong table inbetween. get over here. now.
Apparently he always goes for the wrong girl so it should be easy for me to nail him.
Help. All alone. Room is. Changing colors. Dance party 2010, but without dancing.
The perfect world is just rainbows and rocknroll and good sex. With the occasional stripper ridIng a horse. I spelled occasionally right?
Fuck my life, there's a fry in my vagina.
Like I've never seen her that drunk. She's usually like quiet and doesn't say she'll fuck someone on a futon
Although I would ideally cut back on smoking weed, imagine what getting high and looking for our spirit animals would be like
I feel like passing out with my foot on your face has bonded us at a very fundamental level.
Why are there so many fucking Lambchop puppets hidden around my house?!
Dude...I slept walked to the free condom bin in the lounge last night. I don't know why.
But what we lack in money, we make up for in dry humor and drugs
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