I can't remember if we talked about feelings. Fuck you Miller High Life.
Where are you???
With some dude on the way to his house to blaze
You went back to a stranger's house????
He isn't a stranger...he used to be on kids, inc.
I love LA.
so that girl updated her facebook status as "had the worst night ever last night"
um, i could be wrong but i think it might've had something to do with mark drunkenly screaming about her unibrow right in front of her
and I didnt even know his name until this morning when we were laying in bed and he referred to himself in the 3rd person.
Well I say she's a whore. All four of her kids have different last names.
BUT, one is Johnson and the other is Johnston. She gets some credit for that
Bad news. Pictures just stimulated my memory and i just realized the stripper I hooked up with this weekend tasted like pizza.
She is definitely tripolar. Like bipolar but better/worse.
the problem with having sex for lunch when its 98 degrees outside is that I can't tell if its sweat or semen running down my leg as I walk back in the office
i think i have weasels eating my brain. Also there is a skeleton staring at me from the back of the bathroom door. it's an awkward vomit. come find me please
Oh and my new excuse for not being able to hook up is cholera, feel free to use it
Only Jon could get an entire commuter train to chant "Ride! Jon! Home!" to get a girl in bed.
NOTHING IN THE WORLD IS GOOD SOFT
NOT ICECREAM NOT DICKS
NOTHING
People try and tell me I never learn me lesson, well that's a bunch of crap. I asked for Monday off for Superbowl recovery based on my experience last year.
All I remember is being lured out to sit by the fire by you holding a piece of pizza in front of me
people keep driving by and judging me for drinking natty outside in my underwear at 9 am. rude.
Randomize
