These 3 days between Christmas and new years when all the bosses are on vacation are essentially a competition to see who can do the least amount of work
Its trashy in the best of ways. Like a stripper working to pay for college.
I think I just tested my sobriety limits for unicycling.
the only thing keeping me going right now is the knowledge that in 2 hours i'll be drunk at the circus.
Basically as long as the fan is pointed at my vagina i can cool off enough to sleep.
I have a new game. It's called "how weird can you act before a guy won't fuck you". I've deducted most guys are willing even if you're batshit insane.
Let's play, "guess how long my Neighbours have been watching me dance naked".
I love you too! Remember NO alcohol or weed at my residence because of legal ramifications.
I'm developing all these feelings it's disgusting.
It looks like I jerked off a rainbow.
So was this before or after he cried about trump?
After
There we go, I shall begin my attempt to achieve whore status today
You passed out in my backseat like a legitimate infant. A really drunk, really horny infant
I realized my soar muscles form the shape of me leaning over a toilet
I cant tell you how much harder a belt makes hoeing
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