I just told my doc I would like to talk about my drinking problem, but that it would probably get in the way of my weekend plans.
i have no concept of time, i feel my nose, and im seeing everything in bitty hexagons.
Yes i believe i did use that word. It culminated in a man wearing a corset thigh highs and stripper shoes. All mine btw.
I'm having post traumatic stress flashbacks of last night. That big. Don't know whether to call him again or change my name...
im kinda looking forward to winter break. ive been away from home for so long i think i can trick my vagina into thinking that these arent the same people ive been hooking up with since high school...
That doesn't help it make any more sense. Because now you've brought pinata condoms into this.
this is random but who was banging in the shower in our condo?
Fucking plugged the shower with taquitos I just threw up.
I'm pretty sure I got a cavity today due to how many times I've puked hungover at work.
Would you be mad if I just used the argument "I'm allowed to say that, my best friend is a lesbian"?
Never. I'm proud to help you win arguments.
After 7 months of nothing.. shall we throw your vagina a party? as its reinstatement into society?
I don't care what you say about him, his cock is the stuff dreams are made of.
Do you think they manscape in the zombie apocalypse?
I did not get pleasing results from googling “Bob Ross goat”
It took him 15 minutes to put the condom on.
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