Every time we go downtown I ask myself why we live in Des Moines
At an apparent methhead hillbilly bar and was smiling for a pic when one toothless wonder screamed "look at all them teeth"!
she's in the bathroom. spitting in the trashcan. not throwing up. just spitting and singing bad romance by lady gaga.
thatta girl
I think any school that has COCKS written on it's baseball hats has their priorities straight.
i cant remember past the part when we filled his tub with skittles.
The beer-amid has reached five feet. Caitlyn has a taser. GTG
Let me clarify that those tears were for losing my fuck buddy and his penis, not to the fact that he decided he wanted an actual relationship with feelings.
Here's the level of my committment: I'm not participating in the Olympic opening ceremonies drinking game. THIS IS SERIOUS.
I just threw up all of my lunch in the Barnes & Nobles parking lot. Rockbottom tastes like a veggie burger, in case you were wondering.
Literally the only clue I have to try and figure out my blackout adventures is a draft on twitter that just says "Mummies alive!"
I say I hate my boss but I find myself jerking off to him more and more with each passing day
But on the plus side, what he lacked in size he made up for with speed. And grunting.
I need ecstasy. And, before you ask, the answer is yes right now
At this point, I wouldn't be surprised if he laughs at all of our attempts to keep him sober.
Did I ever tell you what happened that night after he ran you over?
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