real busy. everything is packed. thats why we ended up at the strip club
her fupa was seducing me. this is the last time i'm doing shrooms.
I woke up covered in my own vomit with a pocket full of napkins. I guess I knew I would need them, but was not coherent enough to use them before passing out.
She said i saw her in the study room, waved, disappeared, came back with a coke from god knows where, and slurred "i have a drinking problem but i ate grits"
whoever set the energy saving light timer in the lobby bathroom cleraly has no concept how long a work dump takes
I almost caused an explosion; It's okay though. because everyone would have died having a good time.
i've really grown. sober me left an alarm for me every 10 minutes that said NO FAT CHICKS!
dude. im stealing that.
By the way, I'm pretty sure your husband is publicly advocating more BJs for my husband, via Facebook.
How did you get a free t-shirt at the strip club?
I was attacked by whores
You threw up on yourself again didn't you?
They were strong whores
Want to come over and rub aloe on my tits?
I hear fucking Christmas music. I'm going to find fucking Santa and tell him to suck a dick and shut up for the next month
Kripsy Kremes at our place, bring your own coffee. And your own donuts because these ones are ours.
I don't know how it happened. All I did was tell her I was impressed by her presentation. Her nail marks on my back ain't going away anytime soon.
The one that slept in my truck and you peed in his face?
at the time fanning him with a dish tray seemed like a good idea but when we found it buried in the dirt the next morning i questioned our judgement. needless to say he still threw up even with the extra breeze.
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