I just made Jack Daniels snow cones.
I'm playing a little game called "how many shots of jack can I take before I become a shit show tonight". All front row seats are sold out.
As far as drugs go, alcohol has all the elegance and precision of hitting yourself in the head with a hammer.
Yeah everyone's alive and well besides the still terrifying threat of Ted's conception of a human being
You know you've got awesome issues when the main deciding factor of whether or not to cut your nails depends on nacho consumption in the near future
Can we just talk about how I wrote out all the stuff I had to do this week and for Thursday it says "drink and cry"? ...I don't remember putting that but it sounds like something I would do
You are hereby uninvited from future Turnt Tuesdays until further notice.
I'm drinking with a guy who apparently blew my dog sitter.
He watches the nature channel every time I am here. It's like a manipulation technique because baby zebras will get me every time.
he threw an umbrella that he ripped out of the table at the fence like he was harpooning a whale while the owner of the bar was outside then tried to blame it on an old man...
I am serious when I say I think I broke a rib having sex with Kyle. It might be puncturing my lung. No lie. I might die today.
This is like 50 shades on steroids but with healthy relationship models and mutual respect among all parties involved and lesbian activity.
I enjoy the company of your penis
Holy shit dude........stairs
It was platonic naked porno viewing, I swear.
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