Confirm your location. A cross street is best, but if google mapping yourself is your least-shameful option go for it. ps- going through his mail for an actual address is always an option.
You know that bakery that Sandra Bullock's sister owns?
The one in Montpelier?
yeah, well it doesn't exist anymore. VT's one fucking claim to fame closed.
corn on the cob and anal lube are not substitutes for the real thing
A girl just asked me to co-sign for her boob job because she didn't have enough credit built up. This is a first.
all ill say about last night is that we tried to stop you. oh and the bus you're on is going to nashville.
She fucking ripped my chandelier out of my ceiling. How does that make her a keeper?
Ed's in which sucks about a thousand cocks... But thats 1800 less than working with Alex so it's gonna be a good day
I need a therapist, but moreover we are going to be really drunk.
I'm tired and starving, and I'm pretty sure I just cost the company 33,000 dollars...fuck you and you're "you'll love going to work high" nonsense.
Never drinking again. Maybe, if our boss gave us more 3-day weekends we would know how to handle ourselves. That was a shit show.
SShout out to Barney the Dinosaur for teaching me how to sing the ABCs backward. I just scored a free pitcher.
She's blowing me while I'm watching air jaws. I love shark week.
My little brother came home while I was sitting there icing my vagina with a bag of peas. Asshole looks at me, high fives Ryan, then leaves.
I also don't hate being called a giant sack of cheese. Is that weird?
Remember the Giant sandworm from the movie Dune? Well that's about how big his dick is. No bulshit.
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