where are you?
in the room with the baby pig
k im coming soon
we made margaritas with slurpies from 7-11 and beer.
I'm done. I'm tired and there's a topless pic of me floating around the nation's largest 3G network.
I decided that just having that story under my belt and being able to tell it to my grandchildren is worth the regrets of the evening.
She is sleeping in a dress because she's too drunk to put "real clothes" on
once i realized i was actively trying to drink the beer i was sweating out of my body i knew it was time to go to bed
i just ate an entire onion plain. all alone. i have never felt more single in my life
He barged in the room with no shirt on, all fucking ripped with a half keg under one arm. Sara now calls him Bronan the Beerbarian
Naw. I'm tired and I'd have to shave my legs. I doubt the sex or the company would be worth it.
The hair on my legs is officially flapping in the breeze when I walk. I must say, being single does have perks and this is one of them.
Will you be doing the frenzied booty dance of passionate ownage on my penis tonight
One of these days I would like to go out drinking and stick to plan of just getting drunk and not be sidetracked with other people's plans of doing drugs along the way. I didn't even want to not feel my teeth tonight but here we go just another Thursday night when you live I live
Gameplan: If the cops show up, find a potted plant to hide behind... It's worked before!
This whole thing is fucking bullshit. I should be wasting all my hard-earned money at Planet Con this weekend but NOOOOOOOOO. Now I'll never get Roy Thomas to sign my comic
I’m excited to finally meet my stalkee and his penis!
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