Is it really that bad? I heard it was like pooping. I like pooping.
you were running down the aisles of wal mart singing 'follow the yellowbrick road'. i'm pretty sure you thought the night shift workers were the munchkins & started crying when they wouldnt help u find the wizard. needless to say u were pretty stoned/wasted
I though she ruined it by crying, then I realized it wasn’t a tear, it was my great aim. It turned out to be beautiful.
waking up outside has become so normal, the paper boy knows to set the paper next to me
It's like the only way I know how to apologize is by giving a blow job.
I just realized that two weekends in a row we ended up in a bathroom with two different boys asking us for a threesome. does this happen to everyone?
I'm calling into work with a wicked case of sledge hammer crotch. She has to understand
and then you started talkingabout how you wish birth control was disspensed as a candy necklace
Big girls don't cry they get day drunk
I fail to see the problem of enjoying a glass of wine while I poop...
the point I'm tryimg to make is that you didn't need to take the whole box in with you
I just got hit on at the bar by a guy who used his mother as a wingman, she was pretty convincing. Only in Stratford.
Not now. Out of camp chairs. Carving a new one with a chainsaw. Mushrooms are starting to kick and I gotta get this done NOW.
This place is a maelstrom of dicks.
I mean as in stuck up bastards, not actual, desirable male genitalia. My point is, come pick me up fast, please!
Can I just say how funny it is that your "respect" tattoo is right above the bruise from me slapping your ass
soo... how was my night?
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