so the last visual we have of him for the next 87 weeks is him outside on the ground rolling around yelling I HATE BLOWJOBS
I still cannot believe I yelled at every guy at the bar "you wanna get in this clam?!"
I can't help but be optimistic. I'm like a ball of slutty sunshine.
He was pretty wasted I guess, but the crippled guy threw the first punch it was awesome
Note to self: You can't deep fry cheese-its.
I'm going to tattoo a maze on my back for the next fucker that tries to blow early ....
The other. Cat spoke to me and left. This shit is laced
The first cat might save me but they are taking out masks
You insisted on calling your mixture of Bacardi & powdered milk "a Jamacian Facial."
I'm ready to get married, then we can lie around watching anime and eating pizza while he rubs baby oil on me
Oh man 11pm. That means it's time to take my shirt off an eat a brownie
WHY IS THERE A FUCKING DILDO IN PLACE OF MY GEAR SHIFTER IN MY CAR?
Definitely accidentally brought drugs into Disneyland. Considering using them.
I am talking to a naked lesbian about robots. I think this means I win life.
I can appreciate that you picked up the hot drummer, but don’t have sex in front of my house lmao
Last time i cooked this high i tried to makw bacon amd then burned myselfbon the grill, only to realize 25min latwr when the bacon wouldnt cook that the grill wasn't on. I IMAGINED the burn.
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