I don't know which is more embarrassing, the fact that I shat on the floor today or that I told you about it.
i guess i finally out drove tiger woods this morning..
He asked if he could fuck me while on chat roulette.
The 30 seconds of sex was almost worth it...I mean he did smoke me out and watched the princess and the frog with me
thanks for carrying me to bed.. and sorry for trying to roll down the hallway to escape.
Kegger tonight. 10pm. $5 coverfor unlimited booze. Proceeds benefit nuns from Uganda. Bring friends. No shit.
they're both coked to the gills having a shouting match about the powers and abilities of godzilla. and using the wikipedia entry on the topic to support their respective arguments.
He tried to bang a 300 pounder last night. No joke. I shotgunned a tall boy in a bar cuz the bartender didn't crack the beer. Cant wait till Nashville.
I could hear them screwing through my bedroom wall again this morning, so I started beat boxing to the tempo.
I don't know if I should be scared or excited that I can officially drink vodka on the rocks like it's 7up.
The nausea has returned and I can't handle such things to exit my body so violently
If it wasn't for the fact that I drink during my lunch break I'm pretty sure I would have quit this job by now
I made out with a mom and her daughter and got a black eye, so yeah, my birthday went well
It was really strange. I feel like I had sex with a synchronized swimmer.
Well start with a list of things you don't want to do... Like maybe 1) I don't want join Isis. That's a good start.
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