i just realized that fran drescher is the 90's version of a guidette.
She guessed my name 9 times, and 5 of those times she guessed Mike. Figured that'd be an easy target for the night.
States back in the final four. Now our sunday night drinking has purpose. Sparty on baby.
I know it's not standard practice to meet the couple you donate to, but i'm curious as to what kind of people saw my picture and said, we want that girl's eggs
I don't think it counts as a walk of shame when it's someone you've wanted for 4 years. That's mission accomplished.
Considering adding a large amount of vodka to my tomato cup-a-soup at work. Save me.
I want a bunch of melted cheese. or a penis. or a penis covered in melted cheese
nothing like walking in the house at 3 am in my panties and a sheer shirt carrying a life sized cardboard dale earnhardt jr
Found my ex-boyfriend's money stash. Call the girls, we are getting fucked up tonight, my treat.
Dicks are so weird. He has kind of a feminine comforter in the background.
Please remind me tomorrow that I ate a loaf of jimmy johns bread on the toilet 5 mins ago
It was like sex on an active volcano surrounded by the night sky and bloodhounds. And by that I mean it was nice.
I may or may not have spent student loan money on a vibrator, that falls under living expenses right?
I sharted in court today and had to sit on it for about three and a half hours.
My ex's sister asked me to be her date to Thanksgiving. Should I go?
Threesome!
Randomize
