walking home from your place the other day I saw a man with a ponytail sitting on some church steps petting a plant
he should get drunk with us
You threw up. And every time you flushed you would wave and go "Bye Bye!" and then when the new water came you would greet it with "Helloooo!"
Aren't you glad we're at the point in our relationship where I don't even ask why you're hiding in the cabinet?
Well, I just watched him puke into his pitcher at the bar, I doubt he cares about anything other than the fact that he needs a new beer.
She sat on the stairs and yelled sex positions at us. I don't remember if we went along with it but judging by the beer and condoms I'm thinking yes.
I'm driving up the street and can't tell if my ears are actually about to pop or not.
A solid 8.5 on the baked meter, I need to stop.
I.V.'s should just be available for purchase at Walmart. God I'm dehydrated.
Ok not good, my info has definitely been submitted to this sugar daddy website before.
On my way, five mins. Is the line long? Do you think they will they hold a pumpkin at coat check?
What are your plans?
Get picked up. Convince you to leave work. Smoke. Drink. Fly helicopters.
I can't! Its just like the night that I bathed you, I didn't tell anyone.
we got stoned then he started showing me how to make his penis look like a hamburger...if that's not true love idk what love is
I'm not snubbing your weed I just had a really important rack of ribs to get home to
And then the night went full on bisexual.
Now with the essential back story, I can empathize. Sorry about your beer and butthole.
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