I've had that scene from "Parenthood" where Rick Moranis' character is singing "Close To You" to his wife in classroom, stuck in my head all morning.
I guess my mind is just wondering whatever happened to Rick Mornais.
I probably wouldn't hook up with him if I had to deal with more than his penis. i think cumulatively we are up to a minute of actual conversation this week.
guy at the corner shop gets out a bottle of tequilla and a pack of malboro light whenever he sees me through the door. makes me feel loved and cared for
Correct me if I'm wrong here... but did we serenade each others breasts to "winds of change" last night?
I was told to ask you about memoirs of a geisha.
To say he's a good fuck is like saying the beatles had a bit of success. My vag is still mourning the fact he moved.
You had me sold at "fucking you down the slide"
He rode a broom down the stairs while we were mattress surfing. Naked. Buck ass naked. WTF
i officially have over $300 in my bank account. that's a year's worth of chipotle.
He said he was walking down to the White Castle for sliders, still drinking straight from a 750. He came back two hours later pushing a grocery cart that had two puppies in it.
The puppies promptly had the squirts all over the living room, as he had fed them the sliders.
I was looking up travel destinations and somehow I ended up reading Paul's first letter to the Corinthians. I need to start going to church high...
Not as much as my roommate, who is in the middle of one of the pictures throwing a lawn chair at a cop car lol.
oh my god I have a fantastic druncle story to tell you. It involves a burrito, a meltdown and a bear
The burrito and meltdown are standard, but I'm intrigued by the bear
Had weird bad dreams about you last night. Please tell me you didn't google my real surname and that you don't go to a needle exchange.
After my shift today I'm going on a bender. Not saying this so you'll stop me, just a heads up to invest in Tylenol, Gatorade, and Jack
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