Sorry I wasn't really responding earlier. I was really fucking high and so into that car chase.
The tent neighbors already set us on fire w an errant roach. How do you think Bonnaroo's going?!
I was also standing on my bed with a road cone pounding on the ceiling at 3am. Not sure why
I don't remember much but I remember it was a unanimous decision that Santa was indeed real and Cait's stripping somehow proved this.
Theres a picture of me with cut up clothes rolling in the policeman's lawn, I missed you, summer.
I think my uterus is still laying in your bed somewhere under the covers.
Even though he had a fractured vertebrae, the sex was still phenomenal. Better than normal actually. I hope the vertabrae never heals.
This is home. And home is where you find your family. And you try not to make out with your family.
When have we listened to the rational side of either of us?!
If you really loved me, you'd support my weed habit.
As the person who squeezed you out of my vagina, the answer is no.
there may have been a blood oath never to speak of it again...only reason i can think of as to why there was a 1 inch bloody cut on my right boob
So changing channels while she's on top is frowned upon. It's back to thinking about baseball again.
Tequila should only be paired with the finest of dick
When he pulled out it sounded like a balloon deflating
The last thing I remember saying was "Tequila for all!!"
If you count the sounds from the room down the hall....that was definitely NOT the last thing that came out of your mouth.
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