Those strippers last night smelled great. It was the perfect mixture of vanilla and daddy issues.
fyi gin and iced coffee...not my greatest invention
I know what youre going to say and vodka only explains half of my sitation
she fascinated with the iron the back of the toilet seat. she made me sit in the bathroom with her for a solid 10 minutes while she just stared and laughed at it
He ended our Skype call with, "I'm going to poop and then go play my ukulele in the park."
Apparently I walked to Denny's in the pouring rain without shoes just socks last night. Excellent.
There was another blizzard last night and at one point I was drinking 3 beers at once. Driving home didn't seem like a wise option
Oh, AND I met a ukulele teacher that I'd date. So there's that.
I'M WORRY THAT MY VAGINA WILL NEVER KNOW THE TOUCH OF A MAN AND YOU ARE MAKING A MIXTAPE
I believe the question is can one ever have too many vibrators?
If anybody had to puke on my shoes, I'm glad it was you.
Well I'm back. Could you fill me in on what I missed?
You don't want to know. Trust me.
The end of the friendship was inevitable. I hooked up with her cousin and forgot to mention it to her
gave out my moms phone number instead of mine last night... thattttttttttttttt dunk.
And pointless. I'm fully vested in all my calories coming from booze today. The salad just fucks that shit up
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