so i realized that everyone figured out i was a slut before i did. then i realized that no one felt like telling me. sometimes i think you just keep me around for entertainment.
you're right.
I just found three unopened cans of PBR behind our futon that I think I was saving for winter.
He won't talk to me. He'll only communicate using scissors
There's banana everywhere and your hamster may or may not have stayed the night in the microwave...
It's also dangerous to ride a bike down the stairs after a few beers, but I've done it.
How do you feel? I threw up in a towel. Also, a lot of other things.
just got permission to expense a nerf gun
Just bumped into my ex. Blowing a dude in the ladies' room at Disney World. I guess it really was her not me.
I'm slowly getting to where I don't hate people anymore.
Never mind. Some random dude just walked past me and asked if I was having fun. I snarled at him. I might still kinda hate people.
Well, we all woke up in drag with no memory of why we were in drag. On the plus side, this shade of lipstick looks really good on me.
My walk of shame is starting to become positively reinforcing; I stop by Starbucks and when I leave I look someone just heading to work.
I have in my possession one ukulele shaped package.
Fuck it, I work hard. I deserve nice sex toys
They think I fractured my spine while doing your cousin on concrete.
This is why I love being gay. I could never afford that much birth control.
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