party is dying down. we just wrote whore in the yard with gas. Photos to come.
waiting in line for my ID. the kid in front of me reaks of hopes and dreams and hornyness-- freshmen by calvin klein
I know it's getting bad when I wash the bong more often then the dishes
i've been thru my totinos phase. then after reading the ingredients and nutritional info i almost puked in my mouth. its like having the bastard child of pizza hut and mcdonalds invade your kitchen and start stabbing your digestive system.
walmarts paint section shouldnt be open at 3am
she walked in on me snorting my prozac. there was no way to convince her i was doing a good thing.
At this point, I really just need a sign in sheet for my vagina.
I've carried my liver for over 24 years. If it can't carry me for the next 24 hours than it deserves to be damaged.
It's either my own vomit or popcorn butter in my ear right now. Banking on the second one.
We made popcorn last night. So it's both
Road trip to buy me a baby zebra..are you in or are you in?
Of the past 48 hours, 46 of them have been spent naked. I'd say it's been a good two days.
Colombian exchange intern from my Mom's friend's ranch loves me, and is staying the night because we got each other drunk. Successful Christmas? I think yes.
I am the only person I know ever to have been brought TO the bar in the back of a cop a car. Twice.
Let me rub your butt and eat French fries from your mouth and dip them in your ketchup filled belly button.
He was Jesus for Halloween and I definitely got on my knees and gave him praise.
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