So I just had this crazy idea, and no it has nothing to do with the fact that they made me take shots at work.
Just found out its our ciliated mucous membrane that traps the molly when we snort it. Biology does relate to life
the point i decided it was time to leave was when i was on the floor of the bar, after taking her down with me, and a table.
Do you remember that blonde girl he brought home from the bar on Friday night? She didn't leave until Monday afternoon. We didn't even know she was still in his room...what a sketchy weekend.
She just fell in the river. Meet us downstream with the bottle.
Dude, I fucked her last night with nothing but my bandana on. Like straight Indian chief style.
You don't take my phone while I'm passed out, have a three hour conversation on it with Dealer Dave, set up a date with him and NOT TELL HIM THAT HE'S NOT TALKING TO ME.
I thought you should know that there is a scientific law stating that when there is booze, people talk about your dick.
Please tell me you've ingested more than weed and Oreos today
I like to play this game where I try to reach orgasm before my bathtub overflows....lost tonight.
So it turns out "let's pretend to be gay so guys will stop hitting on us" was step one in her plan to get me into bed...
Just zoned back in to real life and found myself chanting "noodle eater noodle eater noodle eater" at my parrot as he devoured a single macaroni
He was simultaneously rubbing my shoulders and fucking me. I'm keeping him.
Is it sad that the most attractive guy I've come across in a week that's not my professor is the man doing my pedicure?
Drunk me made cabbage burritos at 1am after going to hustler hollywood.\nI bought socks. Lol
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