I'll let you put expensive food in me, but really, not much else.
around noonish you got carried out for spitting water and throwing cups at old people...
I'm 99% sure that for 3 hours I thought you were British. We must smoke that again.
something about eating while taking a crap just doesn't seem safe to me.
I am so getting Plan B when we get home. Not getting knocked up by a dude with a hair piece.
He came over while I was in the ER and hung pictures of himself around my house.
I mean I sucked his dick at 3 AM... UNDERWATER. I think I have earned a follow back on twitter.
Chilling on my porch debating between pre work drinking or video games and getting high.
Toppless hop-scotch needs to become a competitive sport
If I'm going to risk life and limb to wear a Wings jersey to the Garden next week, the least they can do is win.
And the most would be ending up in bed with one of them.
Matt and I's climactic adventure has ended with Matt being hauled off to jail. And now his brother and I are having lunch and a beer.
Last night she walked off and disappeared from everyone got home at 330 and said she went to the casino with her cab driver.
We need to get fucked up again and play games like "save the tequila but dodge the knife"
I feel like I smell like bad decisions
she went outside...danced, got some snow, and put cherry vodka in it. she was so proud of herself.
Randomize
