This is some kinda fucked up sordid doggy brothel peepshow bullshit.
I didnt pay $190 for a fake with a new middle name of Vane..
If I remember taking any of my finals after tomorrow night, it will not have been a successful night.
Apparently tackling a bar stool and crashing to the floor while yelling for 6 shots of whiskey won't get you thrown out on St Pattys Day.
Can you explain to me the broken disco ball in my front yard?
The Angel on my shoulder is now resorting to merely reminding me that, "You will regret this later." I'm not sure if he's learning how I think or just giving up. Either way, should make life a bit more interesting.
Slow dancing with the chandelier.
My boss just high fived me after finding out i made it through lunch rush rolling on molly. To think this guy used to terify me.
Still at home. Videotaping hamsters.
It all started because he put my damn phone in his pants. By his crotch nonetheless.
I decided to start over my porn collection by deleting the old stuff. That was a sad piece of a pie chart...
Do him. As soon as possible and as often as possible. That's what Oprah would say
And he put my hair in my clip while i blew him...and he did a good job
if it makes you feel any better you looked really comfortable while you were sleepin in the closet, atleast according to the pictures i woke up with on my phone
She has a girlfriend too.. we decided that two cheats equal eachother out to zero. with our flawed grasp on algebra and the bottle of jack we were passing back and forth the logic seemed airtight.
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