I'm pretty sure there is a country song about this exact situation
so was this before or after i puked down the ice luge?
He was a level 5 clinger dude i dont need to be told how ridiculously awesome i am all the time, if so id just hang out with my mom
She refered to her bed as the "cockpit"....I understand that this morning.
woke up on the kitchen floor in the recovery position. at least drunk me remembered sober me's emt training
I am sitting on the couch "eating" a frozen big bucket margarita with a spoon.
This guy needs to come out; I can feel him sucking my dick from across the room.
but im not going to tell the owner of the penis of my dreams how to wear his hair.
I was busy. But now I'm about to consume alcohol and chicken. We shall see where this takes us. Maybe to the moon, maybe to the floor. I have no idea.
This is true. I'm still having Jess write "no drugs" on my left hand and "except weed" on my right hand
Bought asot tix too. After Saturday I'm gonna be reborn like Jesus and no drugs until edc
hell hath no fury like a questionably-gay best friend scorned
PEOPLE ARE STILL EATING FAJITAS IN DROVES. BY THE CASELOAD. THERES A FORKLIFT OF SIZZLING MEATS.
you tried to drunkinly do the backflip kick off of karate kid and broke the big screen
Sitting in a music store. There is a 40 something year old guy in a track suit, with a boner, and playing the ukelelie quite intensely.
thanks for thinking of me.
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