you were crying and the really sympathetic homeless man offered you a sip of his whiskey. who was i to stop you?
he called me "his little blueberry cunt muffin"...how would that make you feel?
I'm still reeling over the fact that you beat us all at Risk while you were flat on your ass drunk and falling asleep on South America.
Just ran four miles to popeye's. And back. Dedication.
I'm over this relationship. I'm just going to get drunk all day, wake up in a puddle of my own vomit again, and go on with my life
Uh yeah. I ate a brick of cheese. Didn't even cut it. We were admiring the teeth marks I was leaving. We decided it was the negative of my mouth
I drew a giraffe.. But she did say that bumped that test up from a 39 to a 40. It's the little things.
Well, remember that night we took shrooms at graces an had to leave immediately to go home and hold each other on the futon and sob for four hours? That bad...
Body paints and jello. Your canvas awaits
Another sexterpiece awaits
I knew it was going to be good when he took off my bra and I only realized 5 minutes later
you made me suck your tit in the car and kept saying "good boy. I love you so much. good boy."
he just fucked me for my cheese.
Can't tell if it's the drugs or science magic, but I *THINK* that mouse just turned into a squirrel.
All I remember is me taking my automatic nerf gun getting on top of him and saying..."look whos in control now!"
we had to take 10 shots sometime before midnight, then 11 shots between midnight and 1. so yes its gonna be a rough day.
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