This is some kinda fucked up sordid doggy brothel peepshow bullshit.
They left shortly after you claimed the dirty rug as your mattress and began alternating between singing "Dayman" and "Nightman"
I just spent a chunk of my Christmas money on Plan B. I don't think that's what my relatives had mind when they said "spend it wisely", but hey, it was a good investment considering the bad life choices i made last night.
I'm not 100% on this, but I'm pretty sure I just accidently talked my way into a threesome.
Did I really just find a cheez- it box full of condoms in your room?
two questions - what stuff of mine was pawned and who has the pawn tickets.
I just wish I could congratulate your tits on how much I love seeing them
For only eating leftover pizza for breakfast today, you sure do have a lot to vomit up...
Can I just say I love the fact that were in business with guys where I can write a hand job up hoes down text message
Spent fifteen minutes in the car thinking i was psychic before i realized the cd was not on shuffle
I'm daydrinking whiskey in a princess hat
Literally the fucking master of salvaging the possibility of a blow job whilst also crushing somebody's dreams.
Please come to class. I miss you and I have a horse mask
I HAVE 5 FELTING NEEDLES AND THEYRE GOING DIRECTLY INTO YOUR EYES IF YOU POST THAT SHIT
My alcoholism is old enough to drink.
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