you dialed the number "23" then talked to it for three minutes
I figured that I'd start organizing the places ive given head. I'll add treehouse right after bandroom
You know, there is no convenient place for your beer when you are on shrooms taking a shower.
I just canoed to the bar. I am a skilled drunk paddler.
I made him ride the giant pony statue in my friends little sisters room before i let him get in the bed.
If after tonight I can still walk on my own, take me to another bar.
No. I want him to marry me so we can spend our lives together. I also want a to-scale model of his genitals to mount above my fireplace
well I have to shit but I'm too hungover to push, and I snorted advil so I wouldn't have to swallow it and throw up.. hungover is an understatement.
I think if I set up a series of baby gates up the stairs each one more difficult to undo then the last that should be able to stop your drunk vagina.
maybe these stereotypes wouldn't come up if you would stop taking body shots off another
I told him I'd clean his cock if he ever sent my GF another text message. It was a horrific time for me to miss the l key on my iPhone.
I didn't even realize I grinded on a security guard last night. Shit. Did he at least like it?
And noooow we're smoking a ton of REALLY strong weed and THIS IS THE SOFTEST CAT EVER
Last night was incredible. I can tell by the nacho cheese on my jacket
I also woke up in a guys bed in a Reptar shirt yesterday morning staring at a movie theater sized poster of the not as popular Air Bud franchise movie Super Buddies.
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