And I just threw up at the table during Mother's Day Brunch.
doing washington apple shots with my mom. sunday afternoons suddenly got so much better.
the semester is winding down: time to procrastinate by googling cheap keg options
i find it sad that i can no longer sit in the back of class for fear that someone will fart into the heater again.
Apparently blazed enough to think that the sizzling meatballs in the pan were calling your name...Ssssteeeeeve
I don't know how I'm gonna do that tomorrow. I feel like I was hit by the motorhome. LOL I WAS.
I totally cried the whole time and then screamed out my new therapists name....
Just saw two dudes run across the street carrying a mini keg and a scaled model of the empire state building. Missed this town
My only regret is not throwing up on the conveyor belt in the dining hall
I was tied up in bed before noon, the rest of the day can go to hell.
Is this helping you get pumped up or am I going to have to send you more dick pics?
Hate sex is good. Drunk sex is better. Combine those two however and you get the best experience of your LIFE.
Woke up this morning naked, wrapped in a bath mat with a wad of singles on the table. I'm calling it a win.
If I hear you use the phrase "silky soft scrotum" one more time I swear to God you'll regret it
He made me promise not to describe his penis in detail to you....oops.
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