I am good. I dancing. Drinking but dancing fine.
I'm gonna have to fantasize about her dying just to get off.
You crossed every boundary on the boundary spectrum last night. You're like the illegal immigrant of drunk actions. No more holiday drinking for you.
I'm working on finding a bottomless situation. Both pants and mimosas.
So note to self oboe reeds soaked in Apple Rubinoff sound GREAT.
Abort mission; I repeat: Abort mission.I found an attractive one.
So I'm guessing that puking on a camper is a straight path to instant termination?
I need to be drunk within 15 minutes of getting home tonight.
You just want to live out all your fuck fantasies with all these girls through me. I know your game. Well played sir.
Well, while we went through airport security, I found out Mom got her clit pierced, so there's that.
Im not sure if the cops that just came are strippers or actually cops
wanna see your best friend chug a bottle of steak sauce?
please go to sleep
I didn’t not spend thanksgiving morning making out with him in a diner parking lot
I need an honest answer, no judgements. Would it make me a bad person if I fucked the other twin?
Greetings from Florida; the armpit of the US, where my 240something lb brother nearly got carried away by some aggressive woodland mosquitoes. I was only spared because they could probably sense I was currently semi-disassociating and would not feel the suffering their presence wrought.
Anyway, how was your day?
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