Um, that's called prostitution
Not if I leave it on the nightstand, then it's called cab money
Hard to imagine a reason apart from blow jobs that I'm awake at 530 am.
The liquor store is having an inventory reduction sale. It would be a sin not to stop and help them out.
And we all know God doesn't like sinners.
Amen.
so she bought me lunch gave me a blowie then paid for the gas since I drove... I think there's a catch but I'm gonna run with it
I'm actually agreeing with glenn beck. What the FUCK was in that margarita?!
judging by the cake all over the hall, my neighbors had a pretty successful thursday too.
Are you alive?
I googled "I don't want to vomit anymore," and "how to rip out your uvula," at 9 am this morning, but I'm still here. Uvula and all.
Also I just had a flash back ... He told me I have nice nipples and then asked me about yours..
And then he serenaded me with "Pimps don't cry" from 'The Other Guys'. If that's not love I'm not sure what is
We found you wrapped up in a tarp in the garage the next morning, thats how real shit got.
Still dying that you shit outside
1. My arms are cement 2. I wish dogs could answer the phone
definitely good. no good can come from sex in a very full public venue.
I just put my eye make up on in the bathroom of the bar.... I may be too comfortable here....
I’m the skeleton in his closet, but I only come out on Tuesday and Thursday afternoon and when his wife is out of town
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