I had a disgustingly explicit dream last night involving myself and lil wayne.
No, I'm a firm believer in "Swallow or it isn't love."
Ok forget what i said about christmas break being awful. Chasing shots with fudge
i rewarded my self with tacobell for not throwing up on any one. MISTAKE
i think of them as a grilled chicken salad and a fried chicken biscuit. obviously Amy is better for me, but when i'm eating her all i can think about is how much better the blonde must taste.
Somewhere at this very moment, a group of drunk white girls are singing dont stop believing.
He started crying and showing me pictures of his ex. she was really pretty. It's an honor to have shared a penis with her.
I ended up driving home on my birthday, he opened the door to puke on the highway, and animal balloons were flying out of the car the entire time. The people behind us got a show.
Still borderline I believe. As bad as this sounds, I feel God owes me one here and should not let his grandmother die till after my birthday
There will always be a place in my black heart for him because he gave me my first sex-induced orgasm. While you slept on the bunk above.
took shots off of a myriad of fake boobs last night. It was glorious.
You could totally spank that new found Catholicism out of him.
how much of this shit do i need to take before i think its a good idea to set the house on fire and scream satanic mantras?
Hypothetically - think of it as Schrodinger's blow-job.
Where is everybody?
It's pretty much split between the strip club and jail.
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