I need a slap back to reality. Or at least a slap back to homosexuality
dinner at cheesecake factory: $40. drinks at yard house: $50. having sex in the VG parking lot while people are staring at you awkwardly: priceless. Goodnight.
i either just walked in on pete wacking off to webmd or he was checking his dick for herpes
how ive managed to spend 100$ at an open bar is beyond me.
i was trying to give him roadhead and my tits kept knocking his cheap shifter into neutral...was the first time my tits have ever cock blocked me
i was staring at it trying to desperately see a vagina
Woke to a half burnt 20 in my pocket, covered in mud, clothes all wet, so im assuming I didn't use that 20 you gave me for a taxi
They're not that bad of drunks, they come back to the vehicle with more stuff than they went in with, so its a profitable venture.
At this point can I suggest a mail away bride. You judge Nick but you are a strange dude and that may be your ticket.
I feel like he better crank it up to level RG IV tomorrow. It's the fucking playoffs.
Is the party worth it?
I am drink. Beer pony and singing.
She brought me back a blanket from Mexico, then we had sex on it
I specifically remember rubbing my eyes thinking I could definitely go blind and I really like came to terms with it I was like ok my other senses will develop this is fine
You're doing screenings before you set me up again- no child sized dicks allowed.
someone just "made it rain" kraft processed sliced cheese. i forgot what it was like to be home...
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