So when jo picked me up from the bar I kept apologizing and kept telling her "I'm just a wittle donut"
it wasn't lemon gatorade
a mothers knocking is a guaranteed boner softener
The best part was that when i tried to chase her she ran off in one of those barbie motorized jeeps that little kids use and i chased her on a big wheel, thru lincoln terrace
We thought we had lost her until we found her in the bushes a block away singing "Jingle Bells".
At some point last night was I riding a garbage can.. Things are starting to come back to me
Just went through the drive thru and got 18 free donuts in exchange for half a joint. Dunkin Donuts at midnight might become a nightly thing for us.
This is the I'm sorry text for running around yelling don't shit on my rainbow, end up in the fetal position crying at 4 am in my car because someone shit on my rainbow
They gave me patron and potatoes I couldn't say no
She said she's different now I guess anytime you get a bible tatt it automatically cancels out all the whoring you did for 10 years
If you enjoy dance recitals as much as I do, that's one shitty Father's Day...
we are not taking body shots with the irish cream
I saved a note for myself but all it said was "am I a slutty Holden Caulfield?"
roommates are droppin acid, i really should stop them from staring directly at the light bulb, but their giggles are so enchanting.
its 4am. iam sitting in the luggage car of the train eating beef jerkey. i feel like a hobo.
dont insult. no hobo is as pathetic as you.
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