you shoved the noah's ark of animal crakers in your mouth saturday.
so how was last night?
got high and had our usual talk about the definition of cole slaw. then tried to call the ramen noodle company and convince them why my face should be on thier packages.
When i asked him what happened all he said was, the toucan... the toucan... over and over again.
It was the most graceful puke ever. I just thought she dropped something underneath the bar until she told me what happened.
Doctor just prescribed me 20mg Ritalin 3 times a day. It's becoming the "grain and oats" section of my food triangle.
No need to call an exterminator, the ants overdosed on the leftover lines on the counter.
Tell her to buy some booze and drink away her sorrows like an adult.
and by clear my head i mean get drunk and cry myself into oblivion.
You serve our country by fighting in the sandbox, i serve our country by entertaining rich businessmans' daughters. We each do our part.
I can't wait to see you again...not a euphemism, just really looking forward to seeing you. Wanting to fuck you as often as possible just seems implied at this point.
you're no funn. i shall go consult my friend vodka on this matter.
Just spent 10 minutes washing away my own puke. This gas station lady loves me.
Can't. I'm doing shots with my mom.
i woke up wearing a life jacket, holding on to a footlong hotdog, and had on a mr. hustle 1995 shirt on
good night
I woke up to him watching me sleep and after I told him it was over he asked if we were still on for Vegas next weekend
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