THAT'LL be a good time.
and i don't know why my phone always capitalizes that word.
you announced to the whole room that instead of shaving you were planning to start straightening and then braiding your pubes. awkward silence followed by everyone leaving.
i swear i just saw perry the platypus. the fuck dude. i shouldnt even know who that is
I'm ready for my liver to be the last casualty of 2009
Seriously, do normal people actually get work done being this hungover? No wonder the economy's in the shitter
I keep confusing the name of her and her dog. Both are appropriate.
I'm back here naked if anyones wondering
Not drinking has really freed up a lot of my time. I made a bracelet yesterday. I miss bars.
These bubbles make my penis feel like it is resting on clouds.
Getting dressed and listening to the song Buffalo Bill danced to in Silence of the Lambs. I'm a perfect psych major.
The worst part was when I went to go spit it out and rinse my mouth, his grandpa was in the bathroom, so I had to fucking wait. It was awful. I finally ran to the kitchen and prayed his parents didn't come out of their room.
I'm glad your nude photos turned out "classy" but you cannot hang them in the living room.
These beer shits have taken over my entire life.
Um. Did you take a picture of me with a giant dildo after we went bowling?
i was so blazed last night that i kept imagining a talking eagle sitting next to me encouraging me to smoke more... i listened to it.
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