Wedsnesdays are always enlightening. Tonights revealation: One should not smoke from something taller than their person.
Your dick is once again the conversation topic.
I'm guessing "whatever I can get" wasn't the reply the nurse wanted when asking what med I need. Oh, and asked for a cartoon band-aid.
we marched down beaver avenue with lit tiki torches humming the olympics opening song.
You know it's time to cut back when your unemployed drug dealer roommate tells you that you party too hard.
Why are there hooting douchebags outside my building? Did a sport happen again?
I created a photogrid for every picture he has ever sent me of his penis. Now I can see every angle at one time. THIS IS GREAT.
He was just lying on my lap in the backseat screaming how if the cops came he was a blanket.
THERE IS SOMEONE IN MY CAR MILKING HERSELF AND TELLING ME TO TRY IT
Then you bent down and whispered, "excuse me mr. Stair, could you please stop moving?"
I'm eating cake, naked, in bed. I am GREAT at being single.
When we were having sex last night, I told him I would replace him with tacos
Who gets call-your-ex-from-4-years-ago drunk on a Thursday??
We laughed, we cried, we fucked, we shirked our familial and work related responsibilities. They could make a movie about the last 40 hours of our lives.
I told you about the baby at the graduation party that looked into my eyes and knew I was empty inside
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