i just threw up repeatedly on the entire entire walk down A1A to the pizza place....then on the way back slipped and fell in it
my dad just told me he wants a furry wall in the house... i'm proud and concerned
Sorry you had to see that, but on the bright side...at least I trust you enough to have sex in front of you
For the record, saying you're friends with the owner doesn't work when the owner is the one throwing you out.
Never thought I'd say this but I just want to go home, ice my balls, and pop a Vicodin.
Do something fun then. Blow up the house or whatever.
How have you survived this long?
Dumb luck and a deal with the devil.
$150 bar tab covered by these tits. That's now the going rate. Keeping my bra on during sex unless i see the Benjamins.
don't get you morals all over my torrid fantasties
I just want to meet whoever runs the hall cameras
hahahaha I don't. Watch one day i'll be walking along and someone will stop me and say "oh you're that one girl who is out. of. control." But then they'd probably give me a high five.
Hot dogs and hydrocodine is NOT the combo of champions
Spending the night with him made me realize that stupid people both irritate and fascinate me, so I'd say it equaled itself out.
Does he know you were at a strip club taking shots of tequila right before you babysat his son?
And when were you going to tell me to stop dancing on his coffee table singing "come on irene?"
Few clarical questions about last night: 1. How did we get home? 2. Am I wearing your underwear? 3. Where is Andrea? 4. Guy with nose ring last night hot?
1. You tried hitch hiking "like a pro" and flashed cars while sticking out your thumb until I called Michael. 2. I don't know but probably. 3. Who is Andrea? 4. Hot.
Oh please. Preoccupy yourself with my penis.
Randomize
