So, how was the dinner
Just like the ex wife, cold, fatty, and expensive.
I got to work, greeted my staff, then went into the bathroom to throw up. Who hired me to run a business???
making an appointment with student health services to check out my pinkeye on 4/20. they are going to thing this is such a joke
I take that as "no I'm not driving you to the bar in a blizzard"
I thought the cops would know I was on shrooms because I was 10ft tall.
My blowjobs put them in a state of relaxation similar to that of getting hit with a tranquilizer. The fear comes after the sex.
nothing like a call from your drunk grandpa at midnight on a wednesday to ask your parents if you're registered to vote...
cops tried arresting me on the way to class this morning.. this is my life.
I wound up running down the street in 12 degree weather in just my bra and then fell asleep cuddling my bottle. You tell me how last night went.
And when I feel bad about myself I go to the library and suck my pen over an open book, counting the seconds until a guy sits across from me and tries to get my attention
I accused the cab driver of smoking weed in the taxi then I remember it was me.
I've orgasmed so many times tonight I think I've become enlightened
The last thing I need is a possessed urethra.
on a scale of one to ten where does vomming from being hungover during a professionalism lecture fit
If I don't answer right away it's because I took an Adderall and the fridge needs cleaned.
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