My whole home page is your drunken face booking, congrats.
I called the bar to ask if they found my Id and credit card and they remembered me as 'the girl who signed her receipt in blood'
i am about to cut my stepbrother's hair into a mohawk with the same clippers i use to trim my pubes. god is so on my side today.
we banged on the home plate. i wasnt even aware of the significance of where we were until afterwards hahaha
Their wedding is on my 21st birthday. I fail to see a way that this could end poorly.
I wish I still had pics from the prostitute I paid/dated
also. he gave me a foot massage during 69ing when i got a cramp. he's a winner.
I feel like letting the same guy who shot him dig the pellet out of his leg with a pocket knife was the bigger mistake
It was an 11am booty call. We were both out of our element.
I an in a belgian bar and i cant understand shit. Trying to talk to strangers. Getting drunk until we all speak the same language. Brace for updates.
holy fucking shit get me out of here. even the babies are wearing beanies
Jenn from HR called him the new office boy toy. I think I need to bathe in bleach.
i was really depressed when i left the health dept this morning after i had to write a higher number next to "partners" than "age"
We really gotta wear capes to the bar more often...
We just started our own DARE program: Drugs are really enjoyable.
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