do all gilrs hav hair on thier vagaina ?
Don't drive home.
It was still light ouot when we were walking up Pier Ave and she kept asking if she could suck my nipples.
Did I get blown in the bathroom? Yes. Did she throw up cranberry juice on my shorts? Yes. Did she finish the job? Yes.
He keeps asking where i got my clothes and accessories. i'm not sure if he wants to fuck me, or go shopping.
If I die I am blaming you for not answering to tell me the proper dosage of horse tranquilizers to take
That is correct. I did in fact somehow pass out in the tanning booth for over an hour. And yes the attendant did have to open it up and shake me awake.
look at his last status update. 3:41 a.m. "i love u and miss u already egg burrito. happy trails friend." OF COURSE HE SMOKES POT.
It's Friday afternoon and I'm drunk. This is how I cope.
Lets go see if some hobos will give us a prostate massage for a 40 ounce.
Last time he went to Europe, every time he started drinking he would wake up in a different country with no memory. There is no way he can be tour leader.
dude my grandma just called my dealer. How does this shit happen to me
If waking up at 6 50 pm every day and getting invited to go have sex as you wake up is what alcoholism is like I can get use to this.
You know shits really hit the fan when you start using public bathroom air freshener spray as perfume
what? where are you?
He goes "what would you say if I told you I like to get it in?" def a potential soulmate right there.
My parents left me the house for the weekend...you know what that means?!
Harry Potter marathon and no pants.
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