we're blogging at a bar
When we talk. Remind me of these topics, photoshop, my bday, threesomes, and cherekee indians. I swear these are real topics...
New topics to add when we talk, sweden, boxing, and the band journey
I feel odd... a had sex with a chick and she keept her socks on...
I just found out that the liquid capacity of my breasts is 700ml each. I should not be left alone at home when drunk.
we walked around the neighborhood with caution tape tied around our foreheads, making indian noises. I might have disturbed a crime scene to make a native american headdress.
Today I'm judging my level of singleness on a scale of one to eat-a-can-of-frosting. It's not looking good for me.
Ooooh. Get funfetti
Next time we include dessert condiments into our sex life we can fuck up my sheets. It's only fair.
Since I fall down so much at parties I've started doing this new thing where when I fall I just yell FLOOR PARTY and make people bring the party to me
I almost took a picture but it looked like he might have a shank and I'm just not at a place in my life where I could handle having tetanus
I haven't even sucked a boob is 6 weeks I hate not college
I just squirted in your honor. It's like pouring one out for the beautiful sex partnership that could have been
I apparently asked the cab driver to show us his dick and then he showed me a picture of his girlfriend
Good news, finally found someone who remembers Saturday night. Bad news, everyone in the bar saw your penis
I fucked a marine... I told him it was like personal revenge and he said he could live with that and that he didn't mind being used.
All i remember is looking at the bottle vodka that I was drinking and wondering how it was suddenly empty.
That may have had to do with you chugging it
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