The next morning she woke up and asked who I was and where she was.
based on who turned up here tonight the whole evening should just be called "mistakes i made when i was fat"
Brickbreaker makes my post drinking poops that much better. Sorry, I had to tell someone who might agree.
you wouldn't come out from under your bed because you said there were six-armed bears everywhere.
ohhh that explains the pepperonis I found in my sock drawer this morning...
no it doesn't.
some drunk guy just paid $3 for each cig that i picked up off the ground. the cigs that he threw on the ground. I might just follow him the rest of the night
something isn't right. i offered to be his sex slave and he declined..
Nothing kills the mood when I am hooking up on the dance floor like the DJ saying Happy Valentines.
I need to get my pants from under your porch. People are asking questions.
I am NOT getting arrested in a wig.
And to add, there was a fat guy right next to me who, when the girls would shake their butts, he would let out a shrill xena warrior princess cheer
CSI Miami is on and the guy is trying to save this woman who got shot. By stripping off his shirt & belt. THE WOMAN NEEDS YOUR PANTS OFF TOO
That's a lot of people she's fucked in one picture.
Best thing I ever did was get a dog. She's like a living trip alarm to warn me of visitors while I'm masturbating.
He is currently passed out on his toilet. Point day drinking.
I'm about 40% drunk. You know, not drunk enough to light the bar on fire, but drunk enough to let the cougar hit on me.
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