ugh. my soul tastes like vodka
dude i've broken up a marriage, I think I can handle a simple engagement.
i have one question about last night
if this is about your fridge being filled with hotdogs, sour cream, and PB&J open-faced sandwiches, i can explain
Not sure. No solid plans. Just tanning nude.
Of course drinkings involved. They don't call it alcoholism because we eat too many skittles.
And the funny thing is when I went to the kitchen this morning, all 4 pizzas were still there in their boxes, untouched. My question to you is: what were we eating last night?
Absolutely. I could drink and smoke that memory away in a matter of years at my current rate.
Also we saw a clown getting arrested. Rochester is weird.
It felt as if we were fucking on a sea of baby feet and morgan freemans face hair
I'm currently giving my drug dealer relationship advice. He's a nice guy and all but I'm really just hoping I get some free weed
Are you 5:30 blackout again?
I lost Mario kart three times but I got laid so it wasn't the WORST night I've ever had.
Come on in. I'm butt naked, in the kitchen, eating ice pops
Sorry for face licking, I probably won't do it again.
Also, I love cats. I sat on the floor and they sat with me.
For the record, if you sneeze while you have a dildo in your vagina and you dont have a good grip on it, that thing can get some distance.
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