we're blogging at a bar
Well, according to foursquare I checked in "@under the bushes" at 3:27am. This could explain some things.
I think he thought he was a gentleman because he bought me the most expensive plan b at cvs
I need a picture of your dick for my friends birthday card
Drinking gin at a party, riding a giant inflatable walrus all around the living room.
High gym went like this: I went to Dairy Queen instead.
Are you going to eat tacos off the floor again?
I think I used my hospital ID to cut the coke last night. I need to swab it for residue at work today.
Hypothetically speaking - is it bad if you get cut off at an airport bar at 11:30am?
Marrying her is the worst scenario of any. That includes death and zombies.
Happy "I'm glad our dad made us sisters and then summarily downgraded himself to sperm donor" day.
For the record you're a very classy lady and your love for and mastery of strap-ons is amazing. I would gladly marry you and father your offspring
I only spent $42 at the bar last night, it's some sort of miracle.
you do remember it was dollar beer night, right?
That answers my next five questions
wyd
Laying here debating on if i want a sandwich or an orgasm.
I'm at home, drunk, and I just called the guy I lost my virginity to and invited him to my wedding.. I've got to stop drinking by myself.
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