Skip Greektown and come to Geektown. I just want to cuddle.
I'm outside your house...sorry I feel like I don't need formal invites anymore.
fuck that im pissed. when I come back im ripping forskin off.
So i realized that if i bought everything from my google search history for the past week i would have a dolphin, a wolf costume, a unicorn costume, a katana and a bullet proof vest. Not sure how the dolphin would fit in but the rest of it would end up in one awesome night or someone would die. Either way i say we do it.
You were definitely doing something right. You could only see the colored parts of his eyes a couple of times. I was pretty sure he was dead at some point.
It's one of those nights that you wish to god someone would booty call you, and then realize you'll just be stuck here with your poptart...
Being drunk is way better. Seriously, I just licked your brother to make sure my spit was actually real.
I have a spatula mark on my ass. He spanked me with a spatula. Take that Rachel Ray.
Well the term Party is used loosely in this situation. Since it will just be mom wine drunk and us eating chips with multiple dips.
The last thing I remember is goading each other into a vodka-chugging competition.
Handcuffs. Recoverd. I'm a goddamn detective.
Thank you for trusting your ovaries to me
FUCK. EVERYONE MAKE MY CONTACT NAME DADDY ISSUES
So it turns out strippers do encores if enough people yell. Encore song: Self Esteem.
My theme for the night was drink diego drink! Unfortunately Dora was not there to navigate me to the bathroom
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