Yes but life is bad with poopy sheets
the last thing i remember is inserting the sippy stray into the jack daniel's.
He kept saying that the puke outside the theater wasn't his and it was all a set up to keep him from partying with the whores. Then he passed out on the sidewalk.
When we started taking double shots of vodka and chasing it with a lick of fruit roll-ups, I knew there'd be hell to pay in the morning.
Between the plague n the counterfeit drugs we brought back from mexico I'm not thinking too highly of their country right now. Screw mexican homeless men.
Also, just almost microwaved cereal. Thank god mom is here to stop me.
Please tell me you have Advil or Tylenol or ibuprofen or a fucking baseball bat
We're not piercing ourselves today.
I'm almost too old to be on The Real World but feel like I'm too young to be on The Bachelor and I'm just really confused with my place in life.
I just know what's gonna happen. I mean. I shaved my legs up to shorts length. But I'm leaving the rest as a sort of makeshift caution tape.
We were both too drunk to drive home. So we did it in the coat closet and then I walked home. 20/20 hindsight: Could have both walked to my apartment and then had sex there.
My ex just brought my grandpa weed. Not sure how I feel about this.
we started drinking at 4pm, somehows its 1 am im in bathing suit running from the cops.....any explanation of what happened?
my dad just built a flame thrower.. you should probably get here
This is the fourth guy that I've broken in to gay sex. How the hell do they find me?
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