Do you think they could tell I was high on that conf call?
Proposition. Sex. No words, no talking about it later. I just want you tonight.
He got 20 stiches.. Who knew so much damage could come from a single shopping cart.
I know. She seems like she getting that "need some dick" restlessness. Might explain the feisty attitude
2 more and I will have fucked 75 percent of my acting class. best. elective. ever.
Front seat of an Escalade in a limo-service parking lot. That is all.
Heb just said, and I quote, "let's go to Who's On Third and fuck a fishbowl with our mouths. I am going to fuck this van." and then he humped a van.
Just sharpening my eyeliner with a butterfly knife. You know. Typical weekday morning.
I live vicariously through you. No one mistakes me for a hooker anymore. I look like a stay at home mom of three. On bad days of four.
My 7 yo sister is trying to talk my mom into buying her a strawberry margarita. Happy Cinco de Mayo.
Ya. My thumbs are those buffalo's, but my legs are spirits and my torso is that Indian guys and my head is the eagle
My mom comes home from her weekend with her lesbian co-workers and asks "You wanna know how I got these bruises?" I've never been more torn about anything EVER.
In light of this week's heat-wave, we are having a house vote tonight on the temporary suspension of the "no smoking indoors" clause. Please bring your voting cards to the living room at 6:30pm
Point of Clarification: by "voting card" we mean a full beer and/or shots
I need to reevaluate my stance on weekday hangovers...
I currently hiding in an upside down garbage can please come find me
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