9 am. shotgunning while conditioning my hair. i love college football season.
You kept running into the wall most of the night. When people asked you what you were doing you told them you were the kool-aid man and there was little kids on the other side of the wall who needed your juice
mom brought her knitting needles with her. its bad enough to be in the ER on new years, but to be with the knitting parent!?
its all coming back to me in waves....waves of humiliation and nausea.
i'm taking a spore imprint of the mushroom we found growing in our bathroom and sending a picture to ryan. he will then be able to tell if it's trip-worthy
You're making her cookies in enchange for knitting lessons. You will die a virgin.
Safe to say I relapsed into my old chatroulette drunk flashing days.
DOWN HORMONES. BACK.
Like I actually don't feel all that great but the fact that I'm not projectile vomiting at work makes life seem so magical
who the fuck is meatball and why is he telling you to nap on the bar
i've now hooked up with two guys who have tattoos of their sister's names...so that's a reality i have to live with...
I took the pregnancy test for shits and giggles, but neither shits nor giggles were had.
It's okay, big boobs are better than running.
I woke up with "To whom it may concern" sharpied on my dick
I don't think "growing medical marijuana" is Quite what my Grandfather had in mind when he thought me about gardening as a child
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